Thus Belial, with words clothed in reason's garb, counseled ignoble ea >>
A crown, golden in show is but a wreath of thorns. >>
For neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that wa >>
Lovers should also have their days off. >>
I would not miss your face, your neck, your hands, your limbs, your bo >>
There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one ano >>
These two imparadised in one another's arms, the happier Eden, shall enjoy their fill of bliss on bliss.