These Have Not The Hope To Die.

Because Your Question Searches For Deep Meaning, I Shall Explain In Simple Words

O Foolish Anxiety Of Wretched Man, How Inconclusive Are The Arguments Which Make Thee Beat Thy Wings Below!

Love, That All Gentle Hearts So Quickly Know.

Midway In Our Life's Journey, I Went Astray From The Straight Road And Woke To Find Myself Alone In A Dark Wood.

The Whole Universe Is But The Footprint Of The Divine Goodness.