I Cannot Find My Way:

Do You Hear The Children Singing?

Shake The Tree Of Life Itself And Bring Down Fruits Unheard Of.

No Matter What We Are, And What We Sing, Time Finds A Withered Leaf In Every Laurel

I Am Living On Hope And Faith ... A Pretty Good Diet When The Mind Will Receive Them.

For When A Woman Is Left Too Much Alone, Sooner Or Later She Begins To Think; And No Man Knows What Then She May Discover.