Yes，atsuchtimesonedesirestotastelifetothefull，andsotolivethattheancientrocksshallsmile，andthesea’swhitehorsesprancethehigher，asone’smouthacclaimstheearthinsuchapaeanthat，intoxicatedwiththelaudation，itshallunfolditsricheswithaddedbountifulnessanddisplaymoreandmoremanifestbeautyunderthespuroftheloveexpressedbyoneofitscreatures，expressedbyahumanbeingwhofeelsfortheearthwhathewouldfeelforawoman，andyearnstofertilisethesametoever-increasingsplendour。
Nevertheless，wordsareasheavyasstones，andafterfellingfancytotheground，servebuttoheaphergreycoffin-lid，andcauseone，asonestandscontemplatingthetomb，tolaughinsheerself-derision……
Suddenly，plungedindreamsasIwalkedalong，Iheardthroughtheplashofthewavesandthesizzleofthefoamtheunfamiliarwords:
“Hymen，Demon，Igamon，andZmiulan。Gooddevilsarethese，notbad。“
“HowdoesChristgetonwiththem？“Iasked。