They Were Devils Incarnate.

For To Be Wise And Love Exceeds Man's Might.

In Religion, What Damned Error But Some Sober Brow Will Bless It, And Approve It With A Text, Hiding The Grossness With Fair Ornament?

A Tardiness In Nature, Which Often Leaves The History Unspoke, That It Intends To Do.

The Bitter Clamor Of Two Eager Tongues.

So They Loved As Love In Twain Had The Essence But In One; Two Distinct, Divisions None.