This Dark Brightness That Falls From The

Here Honor Binds Me, And I Wish To Satisfy It.

Your Heart Is Mine; There I Reign. I Am Content.

The Manner Of Giving Is Worth More Than The Gift.

A Liar Is Full Of Oaths.

There Are Secret Ties, There Are Sympathies, By The Sweet Relationship Of Which Souls That Are Well Matched Attach Themselves To Each Other, And Are Affected By I Know Not What, Which Cannot Be Explained