Niech smu­tek będzie dla nas kiedyś miłym wspomnieniem.

“The moon shines bright: in such a night as this,When the sweet wind did gently …”

“She loved me for the dangers I had passed, And I loved her that she did pity th…”

“Gods, gods! 'tis strange that from their cold'st neglectMy love should kindle t…”

“Their images I loved I view in theeAnd thou, all they, hast all the all of me.”