Dance Until The Earth Dance.

The Things I Have Are Nameless, Old And True; They May Not Be Named; Few May Live And Know.

I Could Not Accept From Wisdom What Love Taught, Woman Is Perfect.

I Will Be Free, No Lover's Kiss To Bind Me To Earth, No Bliss Of Love To Counteract Actual Bliss.

The Quivering Of Psyche's Butterflies.

Think Of The Moment You Count Most Foul In Your Life; Conjure It, Supplicate, Pray To It; Your Face Is Bleak, You Retract, You Dare Not Remember It.