Shame Is Pride's Cloak.

Silent As Despairing Love, And Strong As Jealousy.

And I Watered It In Fears, Night And Morning With My Tears; And I Sunned It With Smiles, And With Soft Deceitful Wiles.

Why A Tender Curb Upon The Youthful Burning Boy? Why A Little Curtain Of Flesh On The Bed Of Our Desire?

Mans Desires Are Limited By His Perceptions; None Can Desire What He Has Not Perceived.

Time Is The Mercy Of Eternity