All is asleep: the army, the wind, and Neptune.
A benefit cited by way of reproach is equivalent to an injury.
Thank the Gods! My misery exceeds all my hopes!
You who love wild passions, flee the holy austerity of my pleasures. All here breathes of God, peace and truth.
He who ruleth the raging of the sea, knows also how to check the designs of the ungodly. I submit myself with reverence to His Holy Will. O Abner, I fear my God, and I fear none but Him.
I will die if I lose you, but I will die if I wait longer.