Epigraph: If truly, her you love, and she loves you, / But Death, sad sir, can plighted hearts undo. / True love sublime no obstacles appal, / And grim old Time pulls constant lovers through, / Who daring climb and much enduring crawl. / Never despair, let foul or fair befall, / All shall be well, if both your hearts be true, / for Love he mocks at locks and locksmiths all. - George John Cayley.