I shall deliver you to the point thee wish to be, Yet yea must decide which point that is to be, Remember, that even with all my strength, lost I be, Tis only thine loving spirit and gentle guidance that lights the way, For without your deliverance, hopeless and forlorn am I, Now if my Lady Dark, with heart as fair as fair can be, Shall tell me of the hidden worlds within, then comfort I shall be, And when into that gentle, good, good night we must walk, It will be at thy side, as equals,... Sign in to see full entry.