What good I see humbly I seek to do, And live obedient to the law, in trust That what will come, and must come, shall come well.
A little rain will fill The lily's cup which hardly moistens the field.
Not a piece of architecture, as other buildings are, but the proud passions of an emperor's love wrought in living stones.
One can be a soldier without dying and a lover without sighing.
Early violets blue and white Dying for their love of light.
There is no caste in blood.