Bosom Upon My Counsel; You'll Find It

Speak The Speech, I Pray You, As I Pronounc'd It To You, Trippingly On The Tongue.

He That Keeps Not Crust Nor Crum Weary Of All, Shall Want Some.

But The Strong Base And Building Of My Love Is As The Very Centre Of The Earth, Drawing All Things To It.

Love Is Not Love That Alters When It Alteration Finds.

The Seeming Truth Which Cunning Times Put On To Entrap The Wisest.