The heavier crop is ever in others' fields.
We are ever striving after what is forbidden, and coveting what is denied us.
I am above being injured by fortune, though she steals away much, more will remain with me. The blessing I now enjoy transcend fear.
Chaste is she whom no one has asked.
Grief is put to flight and assuaged by generous draughts.
Although the power is lacking, the will is commendable.