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

Death, thou shalt die.

In the first minute that my soul is infused, the Image of God is imprinted in my soul; so forward is God in my behalf, and so early does he visit me.

Then love is sin, and let me sinful be.

...Whatever dies was not mixed equally, If our two loves be one Or thou and I love so alike That none can slacken, none can die.

I throw myself down in my chamber, and I call and invite God and his angels thither.

Good is not good, unless A thousand it possess, But doth waste with greediness.