A man's life of any worth is a continual allegory.
Their woes gone by, and both to heaven upflown, To bow for gratitude before Jove's throne.
I have met with women whom I really think would like to be married to a Poem and to be given away by a Novel.
My creed is love and you are its only tenet.
O latest born and loveliest vision far of all Olympus' faded hierarchy.
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.