One that strays love
And one that remains in love,
A flower that is red as blood,
Thorns as scearp as one's eyes
To know who she loves,
For it is the gardyn where it all starts.


Do tell, what is more
powerful than endearment?
Someone who dares to think probable
Of such drivel as the season goes by,
Who is nothing but a mumpsimus,
They who therefore þenċan does not know how to wait;


'Til the endmost of the...

Ye beauty shines beyond all stars,
As graceful as the white swans,
Thou ever gaze upon belle?
Humankind with a blessed eyesight,
As all looks up to you every night.

Belle, is it really the grandeur you show?
The sheen knight you portray,
The queen you make,
And the artistry how ye convey hidden stories,
That halo you wear from your glory, adore thee.

"I wilt count adown our days." 
The Sun said itself as he said another one...

O would it not be fair to 
Be as fair as daybreak,
As eye-catching as a moonbeam 
Shining at the ocean.


A life as a butterfly,
Exquisitely of a mottle,
For it is a beauty ye can't see,
The life that all can fly freely.


As a foot of a ballerina;
Graceful, nimbly, elegantly,
One that dance's throughout the theatrum,
While the shoes and music make their harmony.


A life that a Great poet has been composing
Since thy ieldran...