Justice divine has weighed: the doom is clear. All hope renounce, ye lost, who enter here.
As one who sees in dreams and wakes to find the emotional impression of his vision still powerful while its parts fade from his mind - Just such am I, having lost nearly all the vision itself, while in my heart I feel the sweetness of it yet distill and fall.
The man who lies asleep will never waken fame.
I was so full of sleep at the time that I left the true way.
O conscience, upright and stainless, how bitter a sting to thee is a little fault!
Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.