For Love, Thou Know'st, Is Full Of

Dissembling Harlot, Thou Art False In All!

It Is A Wise Father That Knows His Own Child.

But The Strong Base And Building Of My Love Is As The Very Centre Of The Earth, Drawing All Things To It.

For There Was Never Yet Philosoper That Could Endure The Toothache Patiently, However They Have Writ The Style Of Gods, And Made A Push At Chance And Sufferance.

What Can Be Avoided Whose End Is Purposed By The Mighty Gods?