Love Insists The Loved Loves Back

Love Hath So Long Possessed Me For His Own And Made His Lordship So Familiar.

All Your Renown Is Like The Summer Flower That Blooms And Dies; Because The Sunny Glow Which Brings It Forth, Soon Slays With Parching Power.

The Three Divine Are In This Hierarchy, First The Dominions, And The Virtues Next; And The Third Order Is That Of The Powers. The In The Dances Twain Penultimate The Principalities And Archangels Wheel; The Last Is Wholly Of Angelic Sports. These Orders Upward All Of Them Are Gazing, And Downward So Prevail, That Unto God They All Attracted Are And All Attract.

From There We Came Outside And Saw The Stars

Love Is The Source Of Every Virtue In You And Of Every Deed Which Deserves Punishment.