When I Have Plucked The Rose, I

Love's Stories Written In Love's Richest Books. To Fan The Moonbeams From His Sleeping Eyes.

The Last Taste Of Sweets Is Sweetest Last.

Give Me That Man That Is Not Passion's Slave, And I Will Wear Him In My Heart's Core, In My Heart Of Heart, As I Do Thee.

For You And I Are Past Our Dancing Days.

When That The Poor Have Cried, Caesar Hath Wept: Ambition Should Be Made Of Sterner Stuff: Yet Brutus Says He Was Ambitious; And Brutus Is An Honourable Man.