No walls can contain the gods' almighty will I hear the silent voices I cannot hide The gods leave no choices so we all must die Oh achilles let thy
brighter Than the dewdrop on the rose 'Twas thy voice, my gentle Mary And thine artless winning smile That made this world an Eden Bonnie Mary of Argyle Tho' thy voice
That far away my heart desires to go. Sonnet IV It seems only a moment past I listened to the dulcet tone Of thy too far off voice at last But now I
court; Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells! Fool, kneel now, and ring thy bells! We hold the Earth fro Heaven away." Make us guffaw at thy futile follies
show That far away my heart desires to go. Sonnet IV It seems only a moment past I listened to the dulcet tone Of thy too far off voice at last But now
the city mad at the world invented my creep Seen a familiar face at the club one night, just trying to have a drink Then he bumped me and a voice yelled
and provide In every change He faithful will remain Be still my soul thy best thy heavenly Friend Through thorny ways leads to a joyful end Be still my soul thy
