love our so right
is,all(each thing
most lovely)sweet
things cannot spring
but we be they’ll
some or if where
shall breathe a new
(silverly rare
goldenly so)
moon,she is you
nothing may, quite
your my(my your
and)self without,
completely dare
be beautiful
one if should sing
(at yes of day)
younger than young
bird first for joy,
he’s ihe’s i