He loves but little who can say and count in words, how much he loves.
There, pride, avarice, and envy are the tongues men know and heed, a Babel of depsair
Mankind, why do ye set your hearts on things That, of necessity, may not be shared?
When I had journeyed half of our life's way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path that does not stray.
From there we came outside and saw the stars
The heavens call to you, and circle about you, displaying to you their eternal splendors, and your eye gazes only to earth.