Piece Out Our Imperfections With Your Thoughts.

Fair Youth, I Would I Could Make Thee Believe I Love.

Gnarling Sorrow Hath Less Power To Bite The Man That Mocks At It And Sets It Light.

O Powerful Love, That In Some Respects Makes A Beast A Man, In Some Other, A Man A Beast.

I Am But Mad North-north-west. When The Wind Is Southerly, I Know A Hawk From A Handsaw.

Exceeds Man's Might: That Dwells With The Gods Above.