That With Him Were, What Time The

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

He Who Shall Never Be Divided From Me Kissed My Mouth All Trembling.

In Judgement Be Ye Not Too Confident, Even As A Man Who Will Appraise His Corn When Standing In A Field, Ere It Is Ripe.

The Human Race Finds Itself In A Better Situation When It Has The Higher Level Of Freedom.

When We Encountered A Band Of Souls Coming Along The Barrier, And Each Was Gazing At Us In The Evening People Gaze At One Another Under The New Moon