Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled.

They won't let me ... I can't be ... good!

My ignorance is not charming.

It's the moon that makes it so still$$$ weaving some mystery.

Let us not teach what we have learned badly and not profited by.

Words were her plague and words were her redemption.

If you do not even understand what words say$$$ how can you expect to pass judgement on what words conceal?

O! I shall soon despair$$$ when I shall see<br/>That Thou lovest mankind well$$$ yet wilt not choose me$$$<br/>And Satan hates me$$$ yet is loth to lose me.

My world's both parts$$$ and 'o! Both parts must die.

But$$$ O alas! so long$$$ so far$$$<br/>Our bodies why do we forbear?