A Rose and an Amaranth blossomed side by side in a garden, and the

　　Amaranth said to her neighbor, "How I envy you your beauty and your

　　sweet scent1! No wonder you are such a universal favorite." But the

　　Rose replied with a shade of sadness in her voice, "Ah, my dear

　　friend, I bloom but for a time: my petals2 soon wither3 and fall, and

　　then I die. But your flowers never fade, even if they are cut; for

　　they are everlasting4."

　　"Greatness carries its own penalties."