"Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused"
"Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused"
Yield not to calamity, but face her boldly.
To have died once is enough.
They attack the one man with their hate and their shower of weapons. But he is like some rock which stretches into the vast sea and which, exposed to the fury of the winds and beaten against by the waves, endures all the violence.
The world cares very little about what a man or woman knows; it is what a man or woman is able to do that counts.
Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy.
She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret fire.
His sickness increases from the remedies applied to cure it.
Then Heaven, the Father Almighty, comes down in fruitful showers into the lap of his joyous spouse, and his might, with her mighty frame commingling, nurtures all growths.
Now every field is clothed with grass, and every tree with leaves; Now the woods put forth their blossoms, and the year assumes it's gay attire.