Aand In The End, Having My Freedom,

If Circumstances Lead Me, I Will Find Where Truth Is Hid, Though It Were Hid Indeed Within The Centre.

O! For A Muse Of Fire, That Would Ascend The Brightest Heaven Of Invention.

Four Days Will Quickly Steep Themselves In Nights; Four Nights Will Quickly Dream Away The Time; And Then The Moon, Like To A Silver Bow New Bent In Heaven, Shall Behold The Night Of Our Solemnities.

A Lion Among Ladies Is A Most Dreadful Thing.

I'll Go Find A Shadow, And Sigh Till He Come" (phebe)