document.write("SWEETEST love, I do not go,<br />    For weariness of thee,<br />Nor in hope the world can show<br />    A fitter love for me ;<br />        But since that I<br />At the last must part, \\\'tis best,<br />Thus to use myself in jest<br />    By feigned deaths to die.<br /><br />Yesternight the sun went hence,<br />    And yet is here to-day ;<br />He hath no desire nor sense,<br />    Nor half so short a way ;<br />        Then fear not me,<br />But believe that I shall make<br />Speedier journeys, since I take<br />    More wings and spurs than he.<br /><br />O how feeble is man\\\'s power,<br />    That if good fortune fall,<br />Cannot add another hour,<br />    Nor a lost hour recall ;<br />        But come bad chance,<br />And we join to it our strength,<br />And we teach it art and length,<br />    Itself o\\\'er us to advance.<br /><br />When thou sigh\\\'st, thou sigh\\\'st not wind,<br />    But sigh\\\'st my soul away ;<br />When thou weep\\\'st, unkindly kind,<br />    My life\\\'s blood doth decay.<br />        It cannot be<br />That thou lovest me as thou say\\\'st,<br />If in thine my life thou waste,<br />    That art the best of me.<br /><br />Let not thy divining heart<br />    Forethink me any ill ;<br />Destiny may take thy part,<br />    And may thy fears fulfil.<br />        But think that we<br />Are but turn\\\'d aside to sleep.<br />They who one another keep<br />    Alive, ne\\\'er parted be.");