Here's the excerpt: Need 2 answers.
How soon, my Dear, death may my steps attend.
How soon't may be thy lot to lose thy friend,
We both are ignorant, yet love bids me
These farewell lines to recommend to thee,
That when that knot's untied that made us one,
I may seem thine, who in effect am none.
And if I see not half my days that's due,
What nature would, God grant to yours and you;
The many faults that well you know
Answer choices - there are 5:
death may my steps attend
We both are ignorant
knot's untied that made us one
God grant to yours and you
The many faults that well you know
