So Musical A Discord, Such Sweet Thunder.

The Mind Of Guilt Is Full Of Scorpions.

I Have Lov'd Her Ever Since I Saw Her; And Still I See Her Beautiful

Ten Kisses Short As One, One Long As Twenty.

Since My Dear Soul Was Mistress Of Her Choice And Could Of Men Distinguish Her Election, Sh'ath Sealed Thee For Herself.

We Must Take The Current When It Serves, Or Lose Our Ventures.