If I Dream I Have You, I

And What Is So Intricate, So Entangling As Death? Who Ever Got Out Of A Winding Sheet?

Men Have Conceived A Twofold Use Of Sleep; It Is A Refreshing Of The Body In This Life, And A Preparing Of The Soul For The Next.

This Only Is Charity, To Do All, All That We Can.

Reason Is Our Soul's Left Hand, Faith Her Right, By These We Reach Divinity

When My Mouth Shall Be Filled With Dust, And The Worm Shall Feed, And Feed Sweetly Upon Me, When The Ambitious Man Shall Have No Satisfaction If The Poorest Alive Tread Upon Him, Nor The Poorest Receive Any Contentment In Being Made Equal To Princes, For They Shall Be Equal But In Dust.