Graved inside of it, "Italy".
Boot, saddle, to horse, and away!
Man seeks his own good at the whole world's cost.
Time'swheelsrunsbackor stops: Potterand clayendure.
Ah, love, - you are my unutterable blessing.....I am in full sunshine now.
What a name! Was it love or praise? Speech half-asleep or song half-awake? I must learn Spanish, one of these days, Only for that slow sweet name's sake.