O, Full Of Scorpions Is My Mind!

I Will Live In Thy Heart, Die In Thy Lap, And Be Buried In Thy Eyes—and Moreover, I Will Go With Thee To Thy Uncle’s.

I Have Lov'd Her Ever Since I Saw Her; And Still I See Her Beautiful

A Little Water Clears Us Of This Deed.

I Almost Die For Food, And Let Me Have It!

I Have A Kind Soul That Would Give You Thanks. And Knows Not How To Do It But With Tears.