T'is True: There's Magic In

Here Was A Caesar! When Comes Such Another?

But Here's The Joy: My Friend And I Are One, Sweet Flattery!

Words, Vows, Gifts, Tears, And Love's Full Sacrifice, He Offers In Another's Enterprise; But More In Troilus Thousand-fold I See Than In The Glass Of Pandar's Praise May Be, Yet Hold I Off.

We May Outrun By Violent Swiftness And Lose By Over-running.

Love Like A Shadow Flies When Substance Love Pursues Pursuing That That Flies, And Flying What Pursues.