I saw within Its depth how It conceives_x000D_ _x000D_ All things in a single volume bound by Love_x000D_ _x000D_ of which the universe is the scattered leaves.

Before me things created were none, save things Eternal, and eternal I endure. All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

The customs and fashions of men change like leaves on the bough, some of which go and others come.

Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.

Pride, envy, avarice - these are the sparks have set on fire the hearts of all men.

Thus you may understand that love alone is the true seed of every merit in you, and of all acts for which you must atone.