"You can easily judge the character of a man by how he treats those who can do nothing for him."
"What is now the foliage moving? Air is still, and hush'd the breeze, Sultriness, this fullness loving, Through the thicket, from the trees. Now the eye at once gleams brightly, See! the infant band with mirth Moves and dances nimbly, lightly, As the morning gave it birth, Flutt'ring two and two o'er earth."
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Source: Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, “May”
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