(..) that sucked the honey of his music vows... ...now see that noble and most sovereign reason like sweet bells jangled out of tune and harsh That unmatched form and feature of blown youth blasted with ecstasy Oh woe is me, to have seen what I have seen, see what I see Love? (..)

(..) he seemed to find his way without his eyes For out of doors he went without their help, and to the last bended their light on me This is the very ecstasy of love, whose violent property fordoes itself and leads the will... ...to desperate undertakings as oft as any passion What, have you given him (..)