Ah, why should life all labor be?
I desire to leave to the men that come after me a remembrance of me in good works.
The greater the man the greater the courtesy.
When the Sun Clearest shineth Serenest in the heaven, Quickly are obscured All over the earth Other stars.
Time [is] flowing in the middle of the night.
The Christmas bells from hill to hill Answer each other in the mist.