and the rest is silence

“I do feel it gone, But know not how it went”

“And then he drew a dial from his poke,And looking with lack-lustre eye,Says ver…”

“You are a lover. Borrow Cupid's wingsand soar with them above a common bound.”

“Here lies awretched corse, of wretched soul bereft:Seek not my name: a plague c…”