My grandparents were always grieving, because they had latin in they secondary schools (american high school, I believe). Rosa, rosae, rosae... Even my fellow students don`t want to learn latin. It`s maybe not easy, but remember Nietsche - what won`t kill you, will strenghten you
vinobrien, that was beautiful. I shall probably never be the same, after reading it. I liked the metaphor for human suffering, and the archetypal battle between civilization and nature, but what really pulled at me was the stripping away of the social conventions of the "lady" to reveal the animal core within (or "without" as the poem has it, when ego and id are reversed).