I Wept Not — So To Stone

All Your Renown Is Like The Summer Flower That Blooms And Dies; Because The Sunny Glow Which Brings It Forth, Soon Slays With Parching Power.

The Truth Thy Speech Doth Show, Within My Heart Reproves The Swelling Pride.

Justice Does Not Descend From Its Own Pinnacle.

Follow Your Own Star!

The Heavens Call To You, And Circle About You, Displaying To You Their Eternal Splendors, And Your Eye Gazes Only To Earth.