posted on May, 24 2016 @ 01:24 AM
What endues men togeth'r if 't be true t is not shame. What doth men feareth m're than shame if 't be true not guilt. Those simple means can
controleth any beast but somehow all to oft those gents want the means to beest a bett'r sir and becometh seduc'd to simple urges.
What endues men togeth'r, if 't be true not ideals did place on something divine. Men art at each moment simple in their nature, amorous rite, food
and catch but a wink is all those gents needeth. Their downfall is at each moment the same, those gents couldst nev'r tameth the beast within.
edit on 2016524 by Cinanev because: spelling