marked by a narrow focus on or display of learning
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisp
the condition of not containing or being covered by a liquid
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary power
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal
anything short-lived, as an insect that lives only for a day
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
so lacking in interest as to cause mental weariness
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
a former British bronze coin worth a quarter of a penny
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
pass out from weakness or physical or emotional distress
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
exhibiting or characterized by careful consideration
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
applicable to or common to all members of a group or set
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
deliver a sharp blow or push :"He knocked the glass clear across the room"
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
a person; a hominid with a large brain and articulate speech
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
a hollow metal device that makes a ringing sound when struck
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
speaking softly without vibration of the vocal cords
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
a living organism characterized by voluntary movement
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
being or characteristic of a single thing or person
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
a series of images and emotions occurring during sleep
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
the upper part of the human body or the body in animals
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
lose all bodily functions necessary to sustain life
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
give money, usually in exchange for goods or services
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Soul and body have no bounds:rnTo lovers as they lie uponrnHer tolerant enchanted slopernIn their ordinary swoon,rnGrave the vision Venus sendsrnOf supernatural sympathy,rnUniversal love and hope;rnWhile an abstract insight wakesrnAmong the glaciers and the rocksrnThe hermit's sensual ecstasy.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.
time for Earth to make a complete rotation on its axis
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
possession of the qualities required to do something
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
the hollow muscular organ located behind the sternum
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Lay your sleeping head, my love,rnHuman on my faithless arm;rnTime and fevers burn awayrnIndividual beauty fromrnThoughtful children, and the gravernProves the child ephemeral:rnBut in my arms till break of dayrnLet the living creature lie,rnMortal, guilty, but to mernThe entirely beautiful.
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
the 3rd planet from the sun; the planet we live on
Beauty, midnight, vision dies:rnLet the winds of dawn that blowrnSoftly round your dreaming headrnSuch a day of sweetness showrnEye and knocking heart may bless,rnFind the mortal world enough;rnNoons of dryness see you fedrnBy the involuntary powers,rnNights of insult let you passrnWatched by every human love.
Certainty, fidelityrnOn the stroke of midnight passrnLike vibrations of a bell,rnAnd fashionable madmen raisernTheir pedantic boring cry:rnEvery farthing of the cost,rnAll the dreaded cards foretell,rnShall be paid, but from this nightrnNot a whisper, not a thought,rnNot a kiss nor look be lost.