The Sefirot Gamesさんのイラストまとめ

Thou know’st ’tis common.
All that lives must die,
Passing through nature to eternity.

How can the bird that is born for joy
Sit in a cage and sing?
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop their tender wing?

O truant Muse, what shall be thy amends
when truth and beauty on my love depends?

Upon this sight the mind gets struck
by flashing light and rises up
To see the wheel that moves the Earth
And other stars with love towards infinity.

Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead!
There's none of these so lonely and poor of old,
But struggle has made us rarer gifts than gold.

The Devil is strange spirit that offers a most important lesson for those climbing the holy mountains towards the light.

Love, that to no loved heart remits love's score,
Took me with such great joy of them, that see!
It holds me yet and never shall leave me more.

The doubt of future foes exiles my present joy,
And wit me warns to shun such snares as threaten mine annoy;