My Love To Thee Is Sound, Sans

Who Is It Can Read A Woman?

Dumb Jewels Often, In Their Silent Kind, More Than Quick Words, Do Move A Woman's Mind.

Lord, Lord, How Subject We Old Men Are To This Vice Of Lying!

Open Thy Gate Of Mercy, Gracious God, My Soul Flies Through These Wounds To Seek Out Thee.

The Hind That Would Be Mated By The Lion Must Die For Love.