Many Have Justice In Their Hearts, But

From A Small Spark, Great Flame Has Risen.

Love, Who Insists That Love Shall Mutual Be, Link'd Me To Him With Charm Strong As Our Fates; Even Now It Leaves Me Not, As Thou Dost See.

There, Pride, Avarice, And Envy Are The Tongues Men Know And Heed, A Babel Of Depsair

Love Hath So Long Possessed Me For His Own And Made His Lordship So Familiar.

I Did Not Die, And Yet I Lost Life’s Breath