Carmina proveniunt animo deducta sereno. - Ovid

He gazes at her lips, and knows that gazing Is not enough. He marvels at her fingers, Her hands, her wrists, her arms, bare to the shoulder, And what he does not see he thinks is better. But still she flees him, swifter than the wind,

When all the other animals, downcast looked upon the earth, he [Prometheus] gave a face raised on high to man, and commanded him to see the sky and raise his high eyes to the stars.

You will go most safely by the middle way.