Soul is to be found in the vicinity of taboo.

Disguise our bondage as we will, 'Tis woman, woman, rules us still.

All that's bright must fade, The brightest still the fleetest; All that's sweet was made But to be lost when sweetest.

Like ships that have gone down at sea, when heaven was all tranquillity.

Socrates and Jesus, two teachers of virtue and love, were executed because of the unsettling, threatening power of their souls, which was revealed in their personal lives and in their words.

Go where we may, rest where we will, Eternal London haunts us still.

It is not while beauty And youth are thine own And thy cheeks Unprofaned by a tear That the ferver and faith Of a soul can be known To which time will but Make thee more dear No the heart that has truly loved Never forgets But as truly loves On to the close As the sunflower turns On her god when he sets The same look which She'd turned when he rose.