Book, Chapter

1    4, 117|     the joy which filled our hearts left no room for anger.
2    4, 117|  jealousy or hate that human hearts stings.~(In spite of my
3    4, 119|     Go on, mortals; set your hearts upon the fulfillment of
4    4, 127|      vision!~By terror their hearts are divided: two counsels
5    6     | brings tears to all who have hearts. The delicate Anacreon,