It behooves a father to be blameless if he expects his child to be.
I discovered a meal between breakfast and brunch.
If any man obeys the gods, they listen to him also.
Who ne'er knew salt, or heard the billows roar.
There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the loverโs whisper, irresistibleโmagic to make the sanest man go mad.
A decent boldness ever meets with friends.