You Shall Leave Everything You

He Is, Most Of All, L'amor Che Move Il Sole E L'altre Stelle.

He Who Know Most Grieves Most For Wasted Time.

We Have No Hope And Yet We Live In Longing.

We Are But A Day In This World, And In That Day The Fashion Is Changed A Thousand Times: All Seek Liberty, Yet All Deprive Themselves Of It.

Behold A God More Powerful Than I Who Comes To Rule Over Me.