When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!
He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God.
The Woman that does not love your Frowns Will never embrace your smiles.
Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!
Listen to the fool's reproach! It is a kingly title!
The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.