Sonnets Are Full Of Love, And This My Tome Has Many Sonnets: So Here Now Shall Be One Sonnet More, A Love Sonnet, From Me To Her Whose Heart Is My Heart'S Quiet Home, To My First Love, My Mother, On Whose Knee I Learnt Love-Lore That Is Not Troublesome; Whose Service Is My Special Dignity, And She My Loadstar While I Go And Come. And So Because You Love Me, And Because I Love You, Mother, I Have Woven A Wreath Of Rhymes Wherewith To Crown Your Honored Name: In You Not Fourscore Years Can Dim The Flame Of Love, Whose Blessed Glow Transcends The Laws Of Time And Change And Mortal Life And Death.