To Know And Feel All This And

Twice Or Thrice Had I Loved Thee Before I Knew Thy Face Or Name, So In A Voice, So In A Shapeless Flame, Angels Affect Us Oft, And Worshiped Be.

For God's Sake Hold Your Tongue, And Let Me Love.

Between Cowardice And Despair, Valour Is Gendred.

Only Our Love Hath No Decay; This, No Tomorrow Hath, Nor Yesterday, Running It Never Runs From Us Away, But Truly Keeps His First, Last, Everlasting Day.

To Roam Giddily, And Be Everywhere But At Home, Such Freedom Doth A Banishment Become.