For this alone on Death I wreak
The wrath that garners in my heart:
He put our lives so far apart
We cannot hear each other speak.

“And was the day of my delightAs pure and perfect as I say?”

“So now I have sworn to buryAll this dead body of hateI feel so free and so clea…”

“The happiness of a man in this life does not consist in the absence but on the …”

“She hath no loyal knight and true, The Lady of Shalott.”