For My Part, I Have Ever Believed,

To Make An End Of All Things On Earth, And Our Planetical System Of The World, He (god) Need But Put Out The Sun.

A Diamond, Which Is The Hardest Of Stones, Not Yielding Unto Steel, Emery Or Any Other Thing, Is Yet Made Soft By The Blood Of A Goat.

Half Our Days We Pass In The Shadow Of The Earth; And The Brother Of Death Exacteth A Third Part Of Our Lives.

There Are Wonders In True Affection. It Is A Body Of Enigmas, Mysteries, And Riddles, Wherein Two So Become One, As They Both Become Two.

Let Him Have The Key Of Thy Heart, Who Hath The Lock Of His Own.