tawdry shuttle
The hearts might palpitate through marrow and bone,
Renascent for thy lover,
Redolent of the sweet mint might linger,
The precipitous decision for thee lover,
Redound to the repletion,
Credulous thought often good in nature,
Lead to strenuous feelings of longing, moreover,
The lover, mostly of minor importance,
Oh, mine lover, thou art the remunerate of my monotonous soul,
Mine soul enriched by thy flavour,
The gazing of prosperity and harmony straggling in thee spirit
Stars above propel yonder, through mist and dust,
Like mine heart moves through pain and lust,
river flare
silk valley
gritty yarrow
midnight moon
tired gale
cold owl
red quest
neat vault