The Happy Should Not Insist Too Much

If A Woman Shows Too Often The Medusa's Head, She Must Not Be Astonished If Her Lover Is Turned Into Stone.

Glorious Indeed Is The World Of God Around Us, But More Glorious The World Of God Within Us.

Much Must He Toil Who Serves The Immortal Gods.

Then Stars Arise, And The Night Is Holy.

Winter Giveth The Fields, And The Trees So Old, Their Beards Of Icicles And Snow.