Like Will To Like, Each Creature Loves

When One Is Past, Another Care We Have; Thus Woe Succeeds A Woe, As Wave A Wave.

Love Is A Circle That Doth Restless Move In The Same Sweet Eternity Of Love.

Her Eyes The Glowworm Lend Thee, The Shooting Stars Attend Thee; And The Elves Also, Whose Little Eyes Glow Like The Sparks Of Fire, Befriend Thee.

Go To Your Banquet Then, But Use Delight So As To Rise Still With An Appetite.

Bid Me To Live, And I Will Live Thy Protestant To Be: Or Bid Me Love, And I Will Give A Loving Heart To Thee, A Heart As Soft, A Heart As Kind, A Heart As Sound And Free As In The Whole World Thou Canst Find, That Heart I'll Give To Thee.