Useless to give my whole, or point to joys
Which but provoke the ribald jest or sneer!
Let us be thankful that the sunlight glad
Brings to our hearts but gladsomeness and praise!
Ne’er be the daylight in our haunts forbade!
Ne’er let us fear the noontide’s searching gaze!
225. My first is to strive violently; my second is to fasten; my whole is a wizard.
226. Why is it that miserly people have never quarreled?
227. Behead a beautiful product of nature and leave what it often falls into.