I shall not live 'till I see God; and when I have seen Him, I shall never die.

Poetry is a counterfeit creation, and makes things that are not, as though they were

If ever any beauty I did see, Which I desired, and got, 'twas but a dream of thee.

Full nakedness! All my joys are due to thee, as souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, to taste whole joys.

But he who loveliness within Hath found, all outward loathes, For he who color loves, and skin, Loves but their oldest clothes.

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so. For, those, whom thou think'st thou dost overthrow. Die not, poor death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

Who knows his virtues name or place, hath none.