Swift be thine approaching flight,
Come soon, soon!

--SHELLEY.


XIII. & XIV. A DOCTOR OF PHYSIC

Well, well, well,--
... God, God forgive us all!

--_Macbeth_, Act V., Sc. i.


XV. ANNABEL LEE

I was a child, and she was a child
In this kingdom by the sea;
And we loved with a love that was more than love--
I and my Annabel Lee--
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

--EDGAR ALLAN POE.


XVI. CRISEYDE

... Love hadde his dwellinge
With-inne the subtile stremes of hir yën.