All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay.
But he who loveliness within Hath found, all outward loathes, For he who color loves, and skin, Loves but their oldest clothes.
Chastity is not chastity in an old man, but a disability to be unchaste.
If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.
I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.
And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.