Tombstone of Manuel Levy Ximenes Belmonte and Esther de Pinto

Oh white spirit— My princess! The spring rips, Tears at your dress. The air is full of spring’s fame Crowned with florets Carrying its perfume Spring’s fresh scents. Bringing your death, My white…

Now since the episode of the earthquake has already been mentioned, in order that all those who come after us should be aware of it, I shall place on record what occurred in relation to the earthquake…

Just walk on, condemned to die! in woods where winds and catscreams wail, sentence in darkened lines shall fall upon the pines; hunchbacked with fear the road turns pale. Just shrivel up, you…