Second Of Thirty

In Signs of Surmount,

Shalt Thou Prevail

                            ~Constantine; Eusebius, Bk. I; Ch. 28 (285-337)

Love knows of scatter, 

Mending neglect is easier.

                                               ~Saint Jerome; Letter 7, (342-420)

 

It is stricken to be ignorant of one's ignorance

                                              ~Saint Jerome; Letter 53, (342-420)

The mirror is the intellect,

And pupils silence,

By the secrets of heart.

                                            ~Saint Jerome; Letter 54, (342-420)

Truth resides in internal beings.

                                           ~Saint Augustine; Of True Religion (390)

Was I adore with love.

                                          ~Saint Augustine; Confession, III, (354-430)

Too late I admired you,

And, Behold, you were within,

And I outside myself,

There searching 

Ancient and New!

                                           ~Saint Augustine; Confession, X, (354-430)

Ladder your vices,

Underfoot them by trample

                                           ~Saint Augustine; Sermons, 58 (354-430)

Quarrels of a doves love,

Flatter the wolfs hate,

                                         ~Saint Augustine; Sermons, 64 (354-430)

Plowing is Finish,

Sown my Seed,

Epoch by time,

To sit & read.

                                       ~T'ao Chien; Reading the book of Hills and Seas, (365-427)

Always, everywhere, and by all,

Believe Imagine

                                            ~Saint Vincent of Lerins; Commonitorium, Ch.2 (450) 

It is said; the faces of angels,

Are the co-heirs,

Of the angels in heaven...

                                          ~Pope Gregory I; Bede, Ecclesiastical, Bk. II, Ch. 1 (540)

Ad astra tendite;

Per certamina

[Strive to the stars;

Through struggles]

                                      ~Anonymous: Latin, Proverbs

[Da bis,

Qui statim dat]

Give twice

Who gives promptly

                                     ~Anonymous: Latin, saying

Ama quem adhuc amabat

Cras at enim quis,

Dilexit Amor.

[Love whom yet loved,

Tomorrow, let who has,

 Loved Love.]

                   ~Anonymous: Latin, Pervigilium Veneris {The Vigil of Venus; (350)}