The Eyes Those Silent Tongues Of Love.

Time Ripens All Things; No Man Is Born Wise.

Her Father Guarded Her, And She Guarded Herself; For There Are No Padlocks, Bolts, Or Bars, That Secure A Maiden Better Than Her Own Reserve.

All I Know Is That So Long I Am Asleep I Am Rid Of All Fears And Hopes And Toils And Glory, And Long Live The Man Who Invented Sleep, The Cloak That Covers All Human Thirst.

That One Man Scorned And Covered With Scars Still Strove With His Last Ounce Of Courage To Reach The Unreachable Star.

Now Blessings Light On Him That First Invented This Same Sleep. It Covers A Man All Over, Thoughts And All, Like A Cloak.