I'll Note You In My Book Of

The Moon Shines Bright. In Such A Night As This. When The Sweet Wind Did Gently Kiss The Trees And They Did Make No Noise, In Such A Night.

To Set A Gloss On Faint Deeds, Hollow Welcomes, Recanting Goodness, Sorry Ere 'tis Shown; But Where There Is True Friendship, There Needs None.

I Will Keep Where There Is Wit Stirring, And Leave The Faction Of Fools.

The Trust I Have Is In Mine Innocence, And Therefore Am I Bold And Resolute.

Oh, I Have Passed A Miserable Night, So Full Of Ugly Sights, Of Ghastly Dreams!