A Great Sculpture Can Roll Down A

Poets And Painters Have The Power To Dare, I Mean To Dare To Do Whatever They May Approve Of.

Dear To Me Is Sleep: Still More, Being Made Of Stone, While Pain And Guilt Still Linger Here Below, Blindness And Numbness--these Please Me Alone; Then Do Not Wake Me, Keep Your Voices Low.

Even If You Are Divine, You Don't Disdain Male Consorts.

Gazing On Beautiful Things Acts On My Soul.

If We Have Been Pleased With Life, We Should Not Be Displeased With Death, Since It Comes From The Hand Of The Same Master.