a calling of a midnight, thou art slavery to lust,aim and shame, the long lost hour though thee captive heart never berg, with no intent to oppose,thou wish,praise,give to my joy mistress, though art never complaint, shout nor renounce the silence, a castle king only not my mistress approve, time, patience and affort bind us not, swing to sing my mistress lovers song, that decode amuse to remote everyone not only my mistress approval, limited to no amount of belief,faith and hope,with no less to rest my worst, thou art mute,absent or silence pure believers to be enslaved, admit,hour,reality and goodness of bravery nor wisdom answers ,though wiseman canst bear slavery to faith and hope, only fate my mate to bate
