Everyone's Quick To Blame The Alien.

Oh, It Is Easy For The One Who Stands Outside The Prison-wall Of Pain To Exhort And Teach The One Who Suffers.

Chorus: Zeus, Who Guided Men To Think Who Laid It Down That Wisdom Comes Alone Through Suffering. Still There Drips In Sleep Against The Heart Grief Of Memory; Against Our Pleasure We Are Temperate.

Ye Waves That O'er Th' Interminable Ocean Wreathe Your Crisped Smiles.

May Dawn, As The Proverb Goes, Bring Happy Tidings Coming From Her Mother Night.

If You Will Take Me As Your Teacher, You Will Not Kick Against The Pricks.