Ste povinný si svoje plemň vážiť: súdené nie je žiť Vám ako zveru, lež za cnosťou a za poznaním bažiť! - Dante Alighieri

That which had pleased me once, troubled by spirit.

«Raphèl maì amècche zabì almi»,

And when he had put his hand on mine with a cheerful look, wherefrom I took courage, he brought me within to the secret things. Here sighs, laments, and deep wailings were resounding through the starless air; wherefore at first I wept thereat. Strange tongues, horrible utterances, words of woe, accents of anger, voices high and faint, and sounds of hands with them, were making a tumult which whirls always in that air forever dark, like the sand when the whirlwind breathes.