Less Shame A Greater Fault

I Was So Full Of Sleep At The Time That I Left The True Way.

He Is, Most Of All, L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle.

In Judgement Be Ye Not Too Confident, Even As A Man Who Will Appraise His Corn When Standing In A Field, Ere It Is Ripe.

Mankind Is At Its Best When It Is Most Free.

To Run Over Better Waters The Little Vessel Of My Genius Now Hoists Her Sails, As She Leaves Behind Her A Sea So Cruel.