“When you are old, at evening candle-lit beside the fire bending to your wool,read out my verse and murmur, "Ronsard writ this praise for me when I was beautiful."And not a maid but, at the sound of it, though nodding at the stitch on broidered stool,will start awake, and bless love's benefit whose long fidelities bring Time to school.I shall be thin and ghost beneath the earth by myrtle shade in quiet after pain,but you, a crone, will crouch beside the hearth mourning my love and all your proud disdain.And since what comes to-morrow who can say?Live, pluck the roses of the world to-day.”

“Haleine contre haleine, échauffe-moi la vie,Mille et mille baisers donne-moi je te prie,Amour veut tout sans nombre, amour n’a point de loiTranslated: Breath against breath warms my life.A thousand kisses give me I pray thee.Love says it all without number,love knows no law.”

“Mignonne, allons voir si la rose Qui ce matin avait declose Sa robe de pourpre au soleil, A point perdu cetter verpree, Les plis de sa robe pourpree, Et son teint au votre pareil”

“The day will come when, after harnessing the ether, the winds, the tides, gravitation, we shall harness for God the energies of love. And, on that day, for the second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.”

“Some day, after we have mastered the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love. Then for the second time in the history of the world, we will have discovered fire.”

“Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love, and then, for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.”

“Sonnet of Fidelity Above all to my love I'll be attentiveFirst and always with care and so muchThat even when facing the greatest enchantmentBy love be more enchanted my thoughts. I want to live it through in each vain momentAnd in its honor I'll spread my songAnd laugh my laughter and cry my tearsWhen you are sad or when you are content. And thus when later comes looking for meWho knows the death anxiety of the living Who knows the loneliness end of all lovers I'll be able to say to myself of the love I had :Be not immortal since it is flameBut be infinite while it lasts.”