And Swear No Where Lives A Woman

Wicked Is Not Much Worse Than Indiscreet.

Love's Mysteries In Souls Do Grow, But Yet The Body Is His Book.

The Day Breaks Not, It Is My Heart.

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

Filled With Her Love, May I Be Rather Grown Mad With Much Heart, Than Idiot With None.