Fool that I was, upon my eagle's wings I bore this wren, till I was tired with soaring, and now he mounts above me.
A lazy frost, a numbness of the mind.
When bounteous autumn rears her head, he joys to pull the ripened pear.
Thou strong seducer, Opportunity!
Pride - Lord of human kind
Men met each other with erected look, The steps were higher that they took; Friends to congratulate their friends made haste, And long inveterate foes saluted as they pass'd.