Song forbids victorious deeds to die.

A noble heart will always capitulate to reason.

As freely as the firmament embraces the world, or the sun pours forth impartially his beams, so mercy must encircle both friend and foe.

This is the curse of an evil deed, that it incites and must bring forth more evil.

Love is only known by him who hopelessly persists in love.

A virtuous name is the precious only good, for which queens and peasants' wives must contest together.

A noble soul spreads even over a face in which the architectonic beauty is wanting an irresistible grace, and a often even triumphs over the natural disfavor.