I grabbed a pile of dust, and holding it up, foolishly asked for as many birthdays as the grains of dust, I forgot to ask that they be years of youth.
Right it is to be taught even by the enemy.
When the lightning strikes but one, not one only does it terrify.
Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.
Venus is kind to creatures as young as we;We know not what we do, and while we're youngWe have the right to live and love like gods.
God himself helps those who dare.