Daffodils, That Come Before The Swallow Dares,

Do Not For One Repulse, Forego The Purpose That You Resolved To Effect.

It Warms The Very Sickness In My Heart, That I Shall Live And Tell Him To His Teeth, "thus Diddest Thou;"

The Man That Hath No Music In Himself

As In A Theatre, The Eyes Of Men, After A Well-graced Actor Leaves The Stage, Are Idly Bent On Him That Enters Next.

For This Relief, Much Thanks