This Is To Be Mortal, And Seek

Think You, If Laura Had Been Petrarch's Wife, He Would Have Written Sonnets All His Life?.

Prolonged Endurance Tames The Bold.

I See Before Me The Gladiator Lie.

Cervantes Smiled Spain's Chivalry Away.

My Days Are In The Yellow Leaf; The Flowers And Fruits Of Love Are Gone; The Worm, The Canker, And The Grief, Are Mine Alone!