For she doth make my veins and pulses tremble.

“He is, most of all, l'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.”

“Hope not ever to see Heaven. I have come to lead you to theother shore; into et…”

“Oh blind, oh ignorant, self-seeking cupidity which spurs as so in the short mor…”

“As little flowers, which the chill of night has bent and huddled, when the whit…”