For thine eyes behold death
And wits didst not tell honesty
If love be the glorious birth
Theretofore, to it- Deal circumspectively.
Better it is that you hate thine self
Than hate thou who showeth thee love.
Cowards die many times before their deaths
But the valiant never doth taste of death but once.
O what beautiful love you shew unto me
That which proves as fine as desert sand
It lieth not in the stars to hold our destiny
But rather, in US, The Palms of our Hand.
If love be the strength of the weakling
Thou weakling, Fight till you tire!
For Weakness profiteth no man nothing
But love- The Mirth of a hearts desire...
What foolish things these mere morals seek after
For thou that doth love showeth immortality
To him who is loved, forever remains in laughter
And the soul of thine wit is brevity...
Castigate thou not thine feelings towards one kind
Neither Let thou- Guilt overcome thine soul
For suspicion always hunts the evil mind
Therefore thou shouldest not miss the goal...
Thou shan't calumniate and oppress thine faith
For in that lieth folly
Thou shan't seek after an alternative fate
Damnation comes to them that doest this surely...
Love inhales life and exhales damnation
Impales strife and jails reprehension
Defines life in Four Alphabetic notations
"Life's Original Value Expatiation..."
"Love is a smoke made with fumes of sighs... "
(William Shakespeare)
I felt like going all Shakespearean English on this one. I hope I nailed it!
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