You Shall Leave Everything You Love.

I Found Myself Within A Forest Dark.

Honor Is The Greatest Poet.

It Was The Hour Of Morning, When The Sun Mounts With Those Stars That Shone With It When God's Own Love First Set In Motion Those Fair Things

Doubting Charms Me Not Less Than Knowledge.

When I Had Journeyed Half Of Our Life's Way, I Found Myself Within A Shadowed Forest, For I Had Lost The Path That Does Not Stray.