Juliet

Oh pity love that in its cruelest clutch cast pain so deep it cannot bear to live; without the sweetest kiss that love can give - without your hand to soothe me with your touch. My Lord, I feel that I might ask too much to plead this sin of mine - will you forgive? To stay without her love my heart misgives, so death I beg to come till it is such. Sweet Juliet, I still can see your face while gazing there upon a distant star. So with your spirit I will pray to be with beauty and a love I'll n'er replace; and cannot wait for heaven so afar - but there ... I will find love eternally.