“Bid me discourse, I will enchant thine ear,

Or like a fairy trip upon the green,

Or, like a nymph, with long dishevell’d hair,

Dance on the sands, and yet no footing seen:

Love is a spirit all compact of fire,

Not gross to sink, but light, and will aspire.”

(William Shakespeare, 1564 – 1616)

John Lentell

December 2nd, 1968