And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night. - John Donne, The Complete English Poems

"My face in thine eye, thine in mine appeares, And true plaine hearts doe in the faces rest, Where can we finde two better hemispheares Without sharpe North, without declining West? What ever dyes, was not mixt equally; If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none doe slacken, none can die."

"Love's mysteries in souls do grow,But yet the body is his book."

"True and false fears let us refrain, Let us love nobly, and live, and add again Years and years unto years, till we attain To write threescore: this is the second of our reign."

"I am two fools, I know,For loving, and for saying so."

"Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above, below."