A Sad Tale's Best For Winter. I

Love Does Not See With The Eyes, But With The Soul.

Come, Swear It, Damn Thyself, Lest, Being Like One Of Heaven, The Devils Themselves Should Fear To Seize Thee; Therefore Be Double-damned, Swear,--thou Art Honest.

Comets Importing Change Of Times And States, Brandish Your Crystal Tresses In The Sky And With Them Scourge The Bad Revolting Stars.

Condemn The Fault And Not The Actor Of It?

When A Father Gives To His Son, Both Laugh; When A Son Gives To His Father, Both Cry.