"They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us afterWe pass the gate."
(E. Dowson in Vitae summa brevis ...)Ivoz-Ramet (B)
“What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away Ere the barn-cocks say Night is growing gray, Leaving all that here can win us; What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away?”