Summer's Lease Hath All Too Short A

Look, What A Horse Should Have He Did Not Lack, Save A Proud Rider On His Back.

Love's Mind Of Judgment Rarely Hath A Taste: Wings And No Eyes Figure Unheedy Haste.

Shall Remain! Hear You This Triton Of The Minnows? Mark You His Absolute 'shall'?

Determine On Some Course More Than A Wild Exposure To Each Chance.

So. Lie There, My Art.