There Are Many Tongues To Talk, And

Winter Changes Into Stone The Water Of Heaven And The Heart Of Man.

He Is The Best Gentleman That Is The Son Of His Own Deserts, And Not The Degenerated Heir Of Another's Virtue.

I See Black Light (his Last Words)

Life Is The Flower For Which Love Is The Honey.

If You Are Leaving That Sorrowful Place With Hate And Anger Against Men, You Are Worthy Of Compassion; If You Leave It With Good Will, Gentleness And Peace, You Are Better Than Any Of Us.