T hese are hidden reefs (elements of danger) in your love feasts, where they boldly feast sumptuously, without scruples providing for themselves. They are clouds without water, swept along by the winds; trees, without fruit at the late autumn gathering time—twice (doubly) dead, plucked up by the roots;
Те са подводни скали, когато пируват с вас на вашите трапези на любовта и без страх се угояват; безводни облаци, носени от ветровете; есенни дървета, безплодни, дваж умрели, изкоренени;
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