Love is........

Love~


Trat Doth Rign And 


Live Within My Throught 
And Built blis Seat Within My Captive Breast , Clad In Tre Anms Wherein With Me ble Fought , Obt In My Face BLe Doth Blis Banner Rest


But She Trat  Taught Me Love ~


And Sutter Pain , My Doubttul Blope And Eke My Blot Desire With Shametast Look To Shadow ~


And Retrain, Bler Smiling Grace Conuerteth Straight To Ire .And Coward Love Then To The Bleart Apace Taketh Blis Flight, Where ble Doth Lunk And Plain , Blis Purpose Lost , And Dane Not Show Blis Face . 


For My Lond"s Guilt Thus Faultless Bide I Pain , Yet From My Lor Shall Not My Foot Remove. Sweet Is the Death That Taketh End By Love ....