68 
the floral 
HELIOTROPE. 
Your heart is burst—you have lost half your 
soul. 
Shakspeare. 
I 
This is the very ecstasy of love, 
Whose violent property foredoes itself, 
And leads the will to desperate undertakings, 
As oft as any passion under heaven 
That does afflict our natures. 
Shakspeare. 
