An Equal Doom Clipp'd Time's Blest Wings

I Freeze And Burn, Love Is Bitter And Sweet, My Sighs Are Tempests And My Tears Are Floods, I Am In Ecstasy And Agony, I Am Possessed By Memories Of Her And I Am In Exile From Myself.

While Life Is In Your Body, You Have The Rein Of All Thoughts In Your Hands.

It Is Better To Will The Good Than To Know The Truth.

There Is No Lighter Burden, Nor More Agreeable, Than A Pen.

And Tears Are Heard Within The Harp I Touch.