When You Depart From Me Sorrow Abides

By My Troth, I Care Not; A Man Can Die But Once; We Owe God A Death And Let It Go Which Way It Will He That Dies This Year Is Quit For The Next

But The Strong Base And Building Of My Love Is As The Very Centre Of The Earth, Drawing All Things To It.

Weep I Cannot; But My Heart Bleeds.

A Cup Of Hot Wine With Not A Drop Of Allaying Tiber In 't.

The Means That Heaven Yields Must Be Embraced, And Not Neglected; Else, If Heaven Would, And We Will Not Heaven's Offer, We Refuse The Proffered Means Of Succor And Redress.