Oh you who are born of the gods, easy is the descent into Hell. The door of darkness stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps, and come back out into the brightness above, that is the work, that is the labor.
There's a snake hidden in the grass.
Every calamity is to be overcome by endurance.
Curst greed of gold, what crimes thy tyrant power has caused.
Nunc scio quit sit amor." Lat., "Now I know what love is.
Angels boast ethereal vigor, and are formed from seeds of heavenly birth.