When the swords ran among one another like red-spotted serpents, then did our fathers become fond of life; the sun of every peace seemed to them languid and lukewarm, the long peace, however, made them ashamed.
Σημείο: ¶3044 Άδεια: Public domain · Πηγή Το κείμενο δίνεται όπως στην έκδοση, χωρίς αλλαγές.