Fair Thoughts And Happy Hours

All Furnished, All In Arms; All Plum'd Like Estridges That With The Wind Bated Like Eagles Having Lately Bathed; Glittering In Golden Coats Like Images; As Full Of Spirit As The Month Of May And Gorgeous As The Sun At Midsummer; Wanton As Youthful Goats, Wild As Young Bulls.

I...kisss The Tender Inward Of Thy Hand.

You Take My House When You Do Take The Prop That Doth Sustain My House; You Take My Life When You Do Take The Means Whereby I Live.

In Thy Youth Wast As True A Lover, As Ever Sighed Upon A Midnight Pillow

I Was Adored Once Too.