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Table of Contents
Amicae Intus I
Amicae Intus II
Amicae Intus III
Amicae Intus IV
Amicae Intus V
Amicae Intus VI
Exquirere Veritas I
Exquirere Veritas II
Exquirere Veritas III
Exquirere Veritas IV
Exquirere Veritas V
Exquirere Veritas VI
Exquirere Veritas VII
Exquirere Veritas VIII
Exquirere Veritas IX
Exquirere Veritas X
Exquirere Veritas XI
Exquirere Veritas XII

And both could speak for breath was free or so they said of thy and me! And both and all adorned in gowns of white and green with golden crowns. Enlaced with drops of silver tears. Around their necks the charms they wear. And all did yield to stocking-ed feet. Oh what a sight that masters fleet. And lo behold the ardent kings, Oh gasp I must upon those things! Bragging scarlet does their cloak. Folded round it greatly broke. To yield a garb of true remark. Sated silver on the dark.
A velvet robe of black and blacks that draped on down upon their backs. Of silver, red and yellow stones en-tracked the paths of all their bones. And eyes that stalked a thinner line that I could not, oh never, find. And they were sunk within their head, so deep, oh deep, and scarlet red. For they were eyes of past in pain, of good and bad and both remain. And two could see but four did well for two times two were not of hell. And fires burned within their eyes, though one in both each did despise. For both were kings of lord and that, which stilled in what? And so they sat.

Exquirere Veritas     (In Search of Truth)