document.write("<body link=\"#003399\"><TABLE width=260 bgcolor=\"#FFFFFF\" cellpadding=8><TR><TD><p align=right><font size=\"-2\" face=\"arial\"><a href=\"http://www.zdaily.com\" target=\"_top\">&copy 2006 provided by zdaily.com</a><P></font><font face=\"arial\" size=\"-1\"> O shield me from his rage, celestial Powers!<br>This tyrant that embitters all my hour.<br>Ah, Love! you\'ve poorly play\'d the hero\'s part,<br>You conquer\'d, but you can\'t defend my heart.<br>When first I bent beneath your gentle reign,<br>I thought this monster banish\'d from your train:<br>But you would raise him to support your throne,<br>And now he claims your empire as his own;<br>Or tell me, tyrants, have you both agreed<br>That where one reigns, the other shall succeed?<P align=right>.....<I>On Jealousy</I> by Esther Johnson \(1681-1728\)</center><p><font face=\"arial\" size=\"-1\"><a href=\"http://www.zdaily.com/poemarch.htm\" target=\"_top\">Daily Love Poem Archives</a><br><a href=\"http://www.zdaily.com/quotes1.htm\" target=\"_top\">Daily Love Quotes</a><br><a href=\"http://www.zdaily.com/true-love.htm\" target=\"_top\">True Love vs. The Dragon \(Game\)</a>  </TD></tr></table>&nbsp")

