With this hand, I will lift your sorrows.
Your glass will never empty, for I shall be your wine.
With this candle, I will light your way in the darkness,
With this ring I ask you to be mine.
It would be nice to look that beautiful when I'm dead.
Thank you, Burton, for more inspirations.
by Lewis Carroll, can be read across and downwards
I have run out of ideas to keep you interested. Might as well get rid of it all.
PS. I'm about 1/4 done with Jane Eyre.
