Said one gazelle to another, "I will
Take shelter in the harem from now on;
For there are hunters at large in the wild,
And there is no peace here for a gazelle.
From fear of hunters I want to be free.
O how I long for some security."

His friend replied, "Live dangerously, my
Wise friend, if it is life you truly seek.
Like a sword of fine mettle hurl yourself
Upon the whetting-stone; stay sharp thereby.
For danger brings out what is best in you:
It is the touchstone of all that is true."