Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up.

The moment eternal - just that and no more - When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!

There are those who believe something, and therefore will tolerate nothing; and on the other hand, those who tolerate everything, because they believe nothing.

Again the Cousin's whistle! Go, my Love.

But how carve way i' the life that lies before, If bent on groaning ever for the past?

Look not down but up!

Lost, lost! one moment knelled the woe of years.