Your page stands against you and says to you that you are a thief.
It is folly to waste labour about trifles.
He truly sorrows who sorrows unseen.
One genius has made many clever artists.
Wine and women bring misery.
The bee is enclosed, and shines preserved, in a tear of the sisters of Phaeton, so that it seems enshrined in its own nectar. It has obtained a worthy reward for its great toils; we may suppose that the bee itself would have desired such a death.