“Silently the soul inspire, to kindle at thy lovers fire, see these springing violets rise, animated by thy eyes”
het anir keldtic em utciveselyd …
eritd ot asetl ym nnioettat yaaw…
ym seey tousylcove eashcd erh…
rhe ccabepylim plsctued vseruc necheddr em…
noti a doonfigl stul atth ticneed em…
ingaelsnhu na pidinert ssoiapn…
I hctawde erh aklw ot em…
little bit harder
