Conversing lover's tongue - I may neglect
to discourse plainly; love we hold as true...

Past week, on the night of Tiw
an uneasy candlelight wavered...

Concealed yet united,
with an assumed trust...

(I)
You left the fog that took your heart from us...

Which season could compare to you my love?
Yes winter dreams are snowy as your skin...

Doubt all my words,
create shadows behind thine actions...

Go find for me in all of botany;
The rarest rose amidst the sweetest mire...

As she and I do lay 'neath summer's noon
I quarrel with the sun: who loves her more...

Routinely lark, though this day depth therein,
bemused as why the warbling fluter turned...

Am reaped into the nether realms of grief
with piths embalming loves' corrosive drear...

If truest sleep shall take my love aloft
as brittle fate appears to favor course...

O' sandy shells, o' sandy shells, I know;
Why pearly armors 'neath the sand conceal...