"Weave no more with soot, like the spider, a web of care, Wherein both woof and warp are rotten. While thou art silent, H..."

"Who is he in my ear that hearkens to my voice, Or who is he that utters words in my mouth? Who is he in mine eye that lo..."

"The ice that remains in the shade is frozen It saw not the brilliance of my glowing sun. All ice that has seen the smile..."