They Yearn For What They Fear For.

To Get Back Up To The Shining World From There My Guide And I Went Into That Hidden Tunnel, And Following Its Path, We Took No Care To Rest, But Climbed: He First, Then I-so Far, Through A Round Aperture I Saw Appear Some Of The Beautiful Things That Heaven Bears, Where We Came Forth, And Once More Saw The Stars.

Doubting Pleases Me No Less Than Knowing

Come, Follow Me, And Leave The World To Its Babblings.

Ah! Justice Of Our God! Who Else Could Stow Such Travails New And Pains As Met My Glance!

There Is A Gentle Thought That Often Springs To Life In Me, Because It Speaks Of You.