Hear all ye angels, progeny of light, Thrones, dominations, princedoms, virtues, powers.
Govern well thy appetite, lest Sin surprise thee, and her black attendant Death.
Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence.
So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.
What is strength without a double share of wisdom?
For so I created them free and free they must remain.