I Fell In Love With Melancholy

And The Raven, Never Flitting, Still Is Sitting, Still Is Sitting...

The People Have Nothing To Do With The Laws But To Obey Them.

Yet, Mad Am I Not — And Very Surely Do I Not Dream.

I Have No Words Alas! To Tell The Loveliness Of Loving Well

Years Of Love Have Been Forgot, In The Hatred Of A Minute.