R. O. M. A. N. A. : The Divine Spirit Revered in the lap of Nature now for all times you will be loved for sure, O this wild world was too profane to afford a soul so sweet and pure; More than a fragrant flower divine to mystify all around, Angelic aura to spell-bind even the immortals alike profound; Never will your love and beauty True Elysian Spirit, die, Ah, it is too sudden and immature, dear, to bid a good bye! Romana: The Divine Spirit
