Not in mine eyes alone in Paradise.

Their eyes seem'd rings from whence the gems were gone. [It., Parean l'occhiaje anella senza gemme.]

Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.

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.