Worldly fame is but a breath of wind that blows now this way, and now that, and changes name as it changes direction.

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.