Angels stored his stolen braces

Marry with taste or depend upon  treasure
None so kind as those who will not  be.
There’s many a blue word spoken  unblessed
I never said to you that I am seeding.
Oh flood sweet maze,and let who will have weather.
He was  just bad  luck in  the doldrums
To see or not to see,that is so testing.
How can we knit the entire  purled?
Don’t receive me or my woe.
Angels stored his stolen braces