The Bitter Clamor Of Two

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer Day? Thou Art More Lovely And More Temperate... When In Eternal Lines To Time Thou Growst So Long As Men Can Breathe Or Eyes Can See, So Long Lives This, And This Gives Life To Thee.

A Hundred Thousand Welcomes: I Could Weep, And I Could Laugh; I Am Light And Heavy: Welcome.

Hereafter, In A Better World Than This, I Shall Desire More Love And Knowledge Of You

So Long As Men Can Breathe, Or Eyes Can See, So Long Lives This, And This Gives Life To Thee.

I Beseech You, Wrest Once The Law To Your Authority: To Do A Great Right, Do A Little Wrong.