«In vain I seek to flee to Zion's lofty height: / Rapacious sin pursues, alert to watch my flight; / 'Tis thus, with nostrils thrust in yielding sandy hollows, / The shy deer's pungent spoor the hungry lion follows.»
«When, lost in thought, I roam beyond the city's bounds And find myself within the public burial grounds, The fashionable tombs behind the railing squatting, Where the great capital's uncounted dead are rotting, All huddled in a swamp, a crowding, teeming horde, Like greedy guests that swarm abo...»
«When the supreme event had come to pass, and He, / Our God, upon the cross had died in agony, / On either side the tree two looked on one another: / One, Mary Magdalene, and one, the Virgin Mother — / In grief two women stood. / But now whom do we see beneath the ...»
«'Tis time, my friend, 'tis time! For rest the heart is crying. / The days go swiftly by, hour after hour flying / Bears off some shred of lifeyet still we wish to live, / Though death must coine, how soon? And joy is fugitive. / Not happiness, but peace and freedom may be granted / On eart...»