We Must Learn To Suffer More.

We Took Up Our Positions, In Obedience To Instructions.

After Such Knowledge, What Forgiveness? Think Now History Has Many Cunning Passages, Contrived Corridors And Issues, Deceives With Whispering Ambitions Guides Us By Vanities.

So The Lover Must Struggle For Words.

The Immature Poet Imitates, The Mature Poet Plagiarizes.

What A Poem Means Is As Much What It Means To Others As What It Means To The Author; And Indeed, In The Course Of Time A Poet May Become Merely Reader In Respect To His Own Works, Forgetting His Original Meaning.