𝕹𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖈𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖑, 𝖛𝖟𝖌𝖑𝖞𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖙 𝖛 𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖔
𝖅𝖍𝖉𝖊𝖙 𝖔𝖙𝖛𝖊𝖙𝖆
𝕯𝖚𝖘𝖍𝖆 𝖓𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖙 𝖛 𝖙𝖔, 𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖚
𝕿𝖊𝖇𝖞𝖆 𝖚𝖟𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖚
𝕹𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖈𝖊 𝖇𝖔𝖑, 𝖛𝖟𝖌𝖑𝖞𝖆𝖉 𝖘𝖒𝖔𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖙 𝖛 𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖔
𝖅𝖍𝖉𝖊𝖙 𝖔𝖙𝖛𝖊𝖙𝖆
𝕯𝖚𝖘𝖍𝖆 𝖓𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖙 𝖛 𝖙𝖔, 𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖚
𝕿𝖊𝖇𝖞𝖆 𝖚𝖟𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖚
𝕾𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖙 𝖛 𝖉𝖚𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖘𝖐𝖆, 𝖉𝖆 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖞 𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖓𝖞𝖞 𝖉𝖞𝖒
𝖁𝖊𝖉𝖆𝖊𝖙𝖘𝖞𝖆 𝖛 𝖌𝖑𝖆𝖟𝖆, 𝖐𝖆𝖐 𝖇𝖚𝖉𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖑𝖊𝖟𝖞 𝖕𝖞𝖙𝖆𝖞𝖆𝖘 𝖛𝖞𝖟𝖍𝖆𝖙
𝖄𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖒𝖓𝖞𝖚, 𝖐𝖆𝖐 𝖐𝖔𝖌𝖉𝖆-𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖐𝖑𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖘 𝖔𝖙𝖔𝖒𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖙
𝕯𝖗𝖚𝖌 𝖟𝖆 𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖌𝖆: 𝖊𝖘𝖑𝖎 𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖔 𝖓𝖊 𝖙𝖆𝖐, 𝖙𝖆𝖐 𝖒𝖔𝖎 𝖗𝖚𝖐𝖎 𝖛 𝖐𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖎
𝖄𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖒𝖓𝖞𝖚 𝖉𝖓𝖎, 𝖐𝖔𝖌𝖉𝖆 𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖔𝖞 𝖒𝖞 𝖇𝖞𝖑𝖎 𝖉𝖊𝖙𝖒𝖎
𝕯𝖛𝖆 𝖔𝖇𝖔𝖗𝖛𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆 𝖘 𝖚𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖞 𝖎𝖟 𝖓𝖊𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖓𝖔𝖞 𝖘𝖊𝖒𝖎
𝕾𝖛𝖔𝖎 𝖒𝖊𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖞 𝖍𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖑𝖎 𝖕𝖔𝖉 𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖒𝖎 𝖉𝖚𝖇𝖎𝖓𝖔𝖐 𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖔𝖛
𝕺𝖙 𝖎𝖍 𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖛 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖞𝖆𝖑𝖘𝖞𝖆 𝖘𝖒𝖞𝖘𝖑 𝖎𝖍 𝖘𝖑𝖔𝖛:
«𝕹𝖊 𝖛𝖔𝖗𝖚𝖞, 𝖓𝖊 𝖐𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎, 𝖚𝖒𝖗𝖎, 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖐𝖚𝖉𝖆, 𝖚𝖒𝖗𝖎», —
𝕶𝖗𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖑𝖎 𝖔𝖓𝖎 𝖓𝖆𝖒 𝖓𝖆 𝖚𝖍𝖔, 𝖟𝖆𝖇𝖎𝖛 𝖓𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖐𝖗𝖔𝖛𝖎
𝕾𝖐𝖛𝖔𝖟 𝖇𝖔𝖑 𝖎 𝖘𝖑𝖊𝖟𝖞, 𝖛 𝖗𝖚𝖐𝖊 𝖘𝖟𝖍𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖞𝖆 𝖑𝖔𝖒𝖙𝖎𝖐 𝖍𝖑𝖊𝖇𝖆
𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖍𝖑𝖎 𝖛𝖉𝖛𝖔𝖊𝖒 𝖘𝖐𝖛𝖔𝖟 𝖉𝖊𝖙𝖘𝖙𝖛𝖔, 𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖞𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖔
𝕹𝖆𝖘 𝖇𝖞𝖑𝖔 𝖉𝖛𝖔𝖊, 𝖐𝖆𝖐 𝖉𝖛𝖆 𝖘𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖓𝖐𝖆 𝖛 𝖔𝖌𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖓𝖔𝖒 𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖊
𝖅𝖓𝖆𝖑𝖎 𝖙𝖔𝖑𝖐𝖔, 𝖐𝖆𝖐 𝖚𝖐𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖙, 𝖉𝖆 𝖙𝖆𝖐, 𝖈𝖍𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖞 𝖓𝖊 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖑𝖎
𝕹𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖊 𝖚𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖑𝖎, 𝖛 𝖐𝖆𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖉𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖎 𝖓𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖎
𝕴 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝖒𝖔𝖌𝖑𝖎 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖌 𝖉𝖗𝖚𝖌𝖚 𝖛𝖘𝖊 𝖛𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖞𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖒𝖔𝖌𝖆𝖑𝖎