Send Home My Long Strayed Eyes To

Who Knows His Virtues Name Or Place, Hath None.

Wicked Is Not Much Worse Than Indiscreet.

Love Is Strong As Death; But Nothing Else Is As Strong As Either; And Both, Love And Death, Met In Christ. How Strong And Powerful Upon You, Then, Should That Instruction Be, That Comes To You From Both These, The Love And Death Of Jesus Christ!

Love, All Alike, No Season Knows, Nor Clime, Nor Hours, Days, Months, Which Are The Rags Of Time.

As Soon As There Was Two There Was Pride.