You Are Not Wood, You Are Not

Dream On, Dream On, Of Bloody Deeds And Death.

With Love's Light Wings Did I O'er-perch These Walls, For Stony Limits Cannot Hold Love Out

You Cannot Make Gross Sins Look Clear: To Revenge Is No Valour, But To Bear.

The Sudden Hand Of Death Close Up Mine Eye!

In Black Ink My Love May Still Shine Bright.