And Dare Love That, And

Humiliation Is The Beginning Of Sanctification.

And To 'scape Stormy Days, I Choose An Everlasting Night.

That Subtle Knot Which Makes Us Man So Must Pure Lovers Souls Descend T Affections, And To Faculties, Which Sense May Reach And Apprehend, Else A Great Prince In Prison Lies.

But Think That We Are But Turned Aside To Sleep.

Only Our Love Hath No Decay; This, No Tomorrow Hath, Nor Yesterday, Running It Never Runs From Us Away, But Truly Keeps His First, Last, Everlasting Day.