Then Love Is Sin, And Let Me

Batter My Heart, Three-personed God, For You As Yet But Knock; Breathe, Shine, And Seek To Mend; That I May Rise, And Stand, O'erthrow Me, And Bend Your Force To Break, Blow, Burn, And Make Me New.

All Our Life Is But A Going Out To The Place Of Execution, To Death.

Any Man's Death Diminishes Me, Because I Am Involved In Mankind; And Therefore Never Send To Know For Whom The Bell Tolls; It Tolls For Thee.

I Wonder, By My Troth, What Thou And I Did, Till We Lov'd?

In Best Understandings, Sin Began, Angels Sinned First, Then Devils, And Then Man.