Let me confess that we two must be twain
Although our undivided loves are one:
So shall those blots that do with me remain,
Without thy help, by me be borne alone.
In our two loves there is but one respect,
Though in our lives a seperable spite,
Which though it alter not love's sole effect,
Yet doth it steal sweet hours from love's delight.
I may not evermore acknowledge thee,
Lest my bewailed guilt should do thee shame,
Nor thou with public kindness honor me,
Unless though take th... read more

No more be griev'd at that which though hast done:

Roses have thorns, and silver fountains mud;

Clouds and eclipses stain both moon and sun,

And loathsome canker live lives in sweetest bud.

All men make faults, even I in this,

Authorizing thy trespass with compare,

Myself corrupting, salving thy amiss,

Excusing thy sins more than thy sins are;

For to thy sensual fault I bring in sense-

Thy adverse party is thy advocate-

And 'gainst myself a lawful plea commence.
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Out through the fields and the woods

And over the walls I have wended;

I have climbed the hills of view

And looked at the world, and descended;

I have come by the highway home,

And lo, it is ended.



The leaves are all dead on the ground,

Save those that the oak is keeping

To ravel them one by one

And let them go scraping and creeping

Out over the crusted snow,

When others are sleeping.



And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,

No longer blown h... read more

So I decided to look them up in this animal-speak book by Ted Andrews and this is what is says about Bighorns:
Keynote:Seeking new beginnings(which I am)
cycle: Late fall early winter
The Ram has long been a symbol in many societies. For many it was a symbol of sacrifice. It was killed in ritualistic traditions for a variety of purposes. This is found often in biblical lore. It also symbolized the quest for great rewards. It is also a symbol of great force and power. Batterling rams were u... read more

Trouble
Oh trouble set me free
I have seen your face
And its too much too much for me

Trouble
Oh trouble cant you see
You're eating my heart away
Ant there's nothing much left of me

I've drunk your wine
And have made your world mine
So wont you be fair
So wont you be fair

I dont want no more of you
So wont you be kind to me
Just let me go where
I'll have to go there

Trouble
Oh trouble move away
I have seen your face
And its too much for me today

Trouble
Oh tr... read more