Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.
William BlakeLet the men do their duty & the women will be such wonders; the female life lives from the light of the male: see a man's female dependants, you know the man.
William BlakeThe Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.
William Blake