Then Cherish Pity, Lest You Drive An

All Wholesome Food Is Caught Without A Net Or Trap.

My Silks And Fine Array, My Smiles And Languished Air, By Love Are Driv'n Away And Mournful Lean Despair Brings Me Yew To Deck My Grave: Such End True Lovers Have.

The Naked Women's Body Is A Portion Of Eternity Too Great For The Eye Of Man.

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

Both Read The Bible Day And Night, But Thou Read Black Where I Read White.