What If This Present Were The World's

As Soon As There Was Two There Was Pride.

My World's Both Parts, And 'o! Both Parts Must Die.

Take Me To You, Imprison Me, For I, Except You Enthrall Me, Never Shall Be Free, Nor Ever Chaste, Except You Ravish Me.

Christ Beats His Drum, But He Does Not Press Men; Christ Is Served With Voluntaries.

To Know And Feel All This And Not Have The Words To Express It Makes A Human A Grave Of His Own Thoughts.