It's time to hasten slowly, take flight on wings...
Confusing pain with pleasure, rejoicing as we...

Twelve times an hour, six dozen a day, each...
And why should we squirm with each blast of the...

No more to lie beside him as the golden fingered...
No more the deep contentment as I bask within the...

It's time to hasten slowly, take flight on wings...
Confusing pain with pleasure, rejoicing as we...