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When The Measured Dance Of The Hours Brings Back The Happy Smile Of Spring, The Buried Dead Is Born Again In The Life-glance Of The Sun. The Germs Which Perished To The Eye Within The Cold Breast Of The Earth Spring Up With Joy In The Bright Realm Of Day.

A Virtuous Name Is The Precious Only Good, For Which Queens And Peasants' Wives Must Contest Together.

He Cannot Complain Of A Hard Sentence, Who Is Made Master Of His Own Fate.

Day's Lustrous Eyes Grow Heavy In Sweet Death.

Peace Is Rarely Denied To The Peaceful.