Knit Your Hearts With An

Affliction Is Enamoured Of Thy Parts, And Thou Art Wedded To Calamity.

We Cannot Fight For Love, As Men May Do; We Shou'd Be Woo'd, And Were Not Made To Woo

I'll Note You In My Book Of Memory.

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh - But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.

Swift As Shadow, Short As Any Dream