Can I Go Forward When My Heart

The Glowworm Shows The Matin To Be Near And Gins To Pale His Uneffectual Fire.

You Are Not Wood, You Are Not Stones, But Men.

Thou Hast Nor Youth Nor Age But As It Were An After Dinner Sleep Dreaming Of Both.

Stones Have Been Known To Move And Trees To Speak.

Were It My Cue To Fight, I Should Have Known It Without A Prompter.