Denso cientes agmine cursitant, Et sempiternas te sine consuunt LITES, neque hic discordiarum Finis erit, nisi tu revertas.
"A Journal of the Swedish Embassy in the Years 1653 and 1654, Vol II."
Bulstrode Whitelocke
He had scarcely spoken when shouts were heard, the throng made way, the circle of LITES opened, as, waving an olive branch, a wearied, exhausted rider and horse appeared, and staggering to the foot of the throne, there went down entirely spent, the words being just audible, He lives!
"More Bywords"
Charlotte M. Yonge
For myself, I confess, that my head is not formed tantas componere LITES.
"Memoir, Correspondence, And Miscellanies, From The Papers Of Thomas Jefferson"
Thomas Jefferson