Love Finds An Altar For Forbidden Fires.

Teach Me To Feel Another's Woe, To Hide The Fault I See, That Mercy I To Others Show, That Mercy Show To Me.

The Heart Resolves This Matter In A Trice, "men Only Feel The Smart, But Not The Vice.

Men, Some To Business, Some To Pleasure Take; But Every Woman Is At Heart A Rake.

Why Did I Write? What Sin To Me Unknown Dipped Me In Ink, My Parents , Or My Own?

To The Elysian Shades Dismiss My Soul, Where No Carnation Fades.