"Art thou a type of beauty, or of power, Of sweet enjoyment, or disastrous sin? For each thy name denoteth, Passion fl…"

"O Love-star of the unbeloved March, When cold and shrill, Forth flows beneath a low, dim-lighted arch The wind that b…"

"Memory, in widow's weeds, with naked feet stands on a tombstone."

"There is no remedy for time misspent; No healing for the waste of idleness, Whose very languor is a punishment Heavie…"

"Man should be ever better than he seems."

"They said: "She dwelleth in some place apart, Immortal Truth, within whose eyes Who looks may find the secret of the …"

"When I from life's unrest had earned the grace Of utter ease beside a quiet stream; When all that was had mingled in …"

"For sorrow and joy are one, and all the past And all the future mingle in a kiss."

"Beloved, it is morn! A redder berry on the thorn, A deeper yellow on the corn, For this good day new-born."

"Aut lego vel scribo, doceo scrutorve sophiam, obsecro celsithronum nocte dieque meum, vescor, poto libens, rithmizans…"