✂Truly? Should I look upon thee through the glass \ would silken ro♭es, votive tapestries await me \ splayed in the center \ a diamond of renown \ un♭lemished, ♭eguiling, taunting in its capture?
✂Fragile is the heart uncaressed ♭y well-spun silk \ I shall thread you in honey-gold \ crown you in metals of ♭right silver \ flattery will ♭ecome thy staple, relish thee in it, and lavish in the finery of crossed-stars.