Experience shows us Wealth unchaperoned by Virtue is never an innocuous neighbor.
The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
No honey for me, if it comes with a bee.
Death is an evil; the gods have so judged; had it been good, they would die.
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery