Book

1   III|    arms, for valiant heart despiseth~The threatened storm of
2     V|  her arts, herself and all despiseth,~So base affections fall,
3   XII| mine death's bitter stroke despiseth,~For praise this life, for
4  XIII|  rewards,~He now neglects, despiseth, naught regards.~ ~ LXIII~
Best viewed with any browser at 800x600 or 768x1024 on Tablet PC
IntraText® (VA1) - Some rights reserved by EuloTech SRL - 1996-2009. Content in this page is licensed under a Creative Commons License