There is no greater sorrow then to recall our times of joy in wretchedness.

Doubting charms me not less than knowledge. [It., Non menno che saper, dubbiar m'aggrata.]

O faithful conscience, delicately pure, how doth a little failing wound thee sore! [It., O dignitosa coscienza e netta, Come t' e picciol fallo amaro morso.]

Never do anything against conscience even if the state demands it.

So may heaven's grace clear away the foam from the conscience, that the river of thy thoughts may roll limpid thenceforth, [It., Se toso grazia risolva le schiume Di vostra conscienza, si che chiaro Per essa scenda della mente il fiume.]

The graveyards are full of indispensable men.