"O souls, who are so sick and heavy-laden, look to the light that never sets!"

"O souls, in whom no longer any spark of goodness lingers, depart from me!"

"Here I came to understand that such a state as this the torments of the lost were meant to be."

"All hope abandon, ye who enter in!"

"Love, that in gentle heart is quickly learned, seized him for the fair form that was ta'en from me; And still the mode offends me."