He Who Will Travel Far Spares His

Crime Like Virtue Has Its Degrees; And Timid Innocence Was Never Known To Blossom Suddenly Into Extreme License.

My Only Hope Lies In My Despair.

You Feign Guilt In Order To Justify Yourself.

He Who Will Travel Far Spares His Steed.

You Who Love Wild Passions, Flee The Holy Austerity Of My Pleasures. All Here Breathes Of God, Peace And Truth.