I swear to you, there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell

This hour I tell things in confidence/ I might not tell everybody, but I will tell you.

And there is no trade or employment but the young man following it may become a hero.

We convince by our presence.

Surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice, him or her shall I follow.

And I or you pocketless of a dime, may purchase the pick of the earth.

I dote on myself. There is a lot of me and all so luscious.