The Planets In Their Station List'ning Stood.

Mutual Love, The Crown Of All Our Bliss.

Nor From Hell One Step No More Than From Himself Can Fly By Change Of Place.

Just Deeds Are The Best Answer To Injurious Words.

The Oracles Are Dumb, No Voice Or Hideous Hum Runs Through The Arched Roof In Words Deceiving. Apollo From His Shrine Can No More Divine, With Hollow Shriek The Steep Of Delphos Leaving. No Nightly Trance Or Breathed Spell Inspires The Pale-eyed Priest From The Prophetic Cell.

Biochemically, Love Is Just Like Eating Large Amounts Of Chocolate.