Boldness be my friend.

“She never told her love, but let concealment, like a worm 'i th' bud, feed on h…”

“Finish, good lady; the bright day is done, And we are for the Dark.”

“O, then, what graces in my love do dwell, That he hath turn'd a heaven unto a h…”

“The night is long that never finds the day.”