Diseased Nature Oftentimes Breaks Forth In Strange

You Speak Like A Green Girl / Unsifted In Such Perilous Circumstances.

And Why Not Death Rather Than Living Torment? To Die Is To Be Banish'd From Myself; And Silvia Is Myself: Banish'd From Her Is Self From Self: A Deadly Banishment!

Virtuous And Fair, Royal And Gracious.

Full Oft We See Cold Wisdom Waiting On Superfluous Folly.

His Words Are Bonds, His Oaths Are Oracles; His Love Sincere, His Thoughts Immaculate; His Tears Pure Messengers Sent From His Heart; His Heart As Far From Fraud, As Heaven From Earth