There is this about famous people: we grow up
And it seems we have heard of them before
It is the same with love only more so as it seems
You have known Her always.  Of all that is
Famous She is the one without compare and
is greatest of all.  So it is woe extreme to lose
Her -to think she is gone forevef.  Death is sweet
To  living without hope-,with hope dying.  That
She know It is for her honor  I would gladly die
than live ever without Her-If Hope of Her is-
Is not to be is to be forever disappointed