If You Can Look Into

Let Me Be That I Am And Seek Not To Alter Me.

Men Are April When They Woo, December When They Wed. Maids Are May When They Are Maids, But The Sky Changes When They Are Wives.

So Full Of Artless Jealousy Is Guilt, It Spills Itself In Fearing To Be Spilt.

Ornament Is But The Guiled Shore To A Most Dangerous Sea.

To Have Seen Much And To Have Nothing Is To Have Rich Eyes And Poor Hands.