I Love To Doubt As Well As

There Is A Gentle Thought That Often Springs To Life In Me, Because It Speaks Of You.

Mankind, Why Do Ye Set Your Hearts On Things That, Of Necessity, May Not Be Shared?

I Am Searching For That Which Every Man Seeks-peace And Rest.

... Nessun Maggior Dolore Che Ricordarsi Del Tempo Felice Nella Miseria. (there Is No Greater Pain Than To Remember A Happy Time When One Is In Misery.)

O Faithful Conscience, Delicately Pure, How Doth A Little Failing Wound Thee Sore!