Hark! What apparition of divine beauty doth appear before mine wondering eyes? |
Thou art more lovely than the dusky jewel twilight. I must embrace thee, maiden fair! |
Do not spurn my affections beloved! Alas, I have frightened you with my ardor. |
Teach me the gentle path to your heart, sweet butterfly |
"For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss" |
Ok bye! |