"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…"

"How blue were Ariadne's eyes When, from the sea's horizon line, At eve, she raised them on the skies! My Psyche, blue…"

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

"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…"