What's His Offense? Groping For Trout In

Not An Angel Of The Air, Bird Melodious Or Bird Fair, Be Absent Hence!

I Have Had A Most Rare Vision. I Have Had A Dream, Past The Wit Of Man To Say What Dream It Was.

Let Me Not Live, After My Flame Lacks Oil, To Be The Snuff Of Younger Spirits.

I...kisss The Tender Inward Of Thy Hand.

What Infinite Heart's-ease Must Kings Neglect That Private Men Enjoy! And What Have Kings That Privates Have Not Too, Save Ceremony, Save General Ceremony?