Look how the blue-eyed violets glance love to one another.
All in their lifetime carve their own soul's statue.
I hate the sin, but I love the sinner.
Under his spurning feet, the road
Like an arrowly alpine river flowed
And the landscape sped away behind
Like an ocean flying before the wind....
My soul to-day Is far away Sailing the Vesuvian Bay.
The heavens are full of floating mysteries.
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