Consider The Sea's Listless Chime: Time's Self

Oh Blind! Oh Ignorant, Self-seeking Cupidity Which Spurs Us So In The Short Mortal Life And Steeps Us So Through All Eternity!

The Wisest Are The Most Annoyed At The Loss Of Time.

The Splendors That Belong Unto The Fame Of Earth Are But A Wind, That In The Same Direction Lasts Not Long.

I Saw Within Its Depth How It Conceives All Things In A Single Volume Bound By Love Of Which The Universe Is The Scattered Leaves.

He Who Shall Never Be Divided From Me Kissed My Mouth All Trembling.