I Bear A Charmed Life.

I Feel Within Me A Peace Above All Earthly Dignities, A Still And Quiet Conscience.

O, Pardon Me, Thou Bleeding Piece Of Earth, / That I Am Meek And Gentle With These Butchers!

Ten Kisses Short As One, One Long As Twenty.

A Woman Would Run Through Fire And Water For Such A Kind Heart.

They May Seize On The White Wonder Of Dear Juliet's Hand And Steal Immortal Blessing From Her Lips, Who, Even In Pure And Vestal Modesty, Still Blush, As Thinking Their Own Kisses Sin.