Wait, from far away the Hardest warns the hard and petrified.
Every happy space is child or grandchild of separation, through which they go amazed.
And Daphne, after transformation, wants, since she feels laurel, that you turn yourself to wind. Wolle die Wandlung. She prayed to her father to preserve her virginity, and when Apollo caught up with her she was transformed into a laurel. Apollo adopted the tree as his own and crowned himself with a wreath from it. Praise is a recurring theme throughout these sonnets, starting with the end of I,6 leading into the praise-centered I,7 .