I Do Love I Know Not What;

My Soul I'll Pour Into Thee.

Let's Live With That Small Pittance Which We Have; Who Covets More Is Evermore A Slave.

Bid Me To Love, And I Will Give A Loving Heart To Thee.

It Is An Active Flame That Fliesfirst To The Babies In The Eyes.

O Thou, The Drink Of Gods And Angels! Wine