Who would imagine a comparison of a woman to a rock! But rock is the very picture of beautiful Gorgon, haggard Venus.

Tell me you met her, you saw her.

I want only to hear she lives, she is in the world.

Beautiful women compared to roses may whirl away with their handsome dragoons! A pang from them is a thing to be ashamed of.

And there are men who trot about whining with it! But a Carinthia makes pain honourable.