Have Patience, Heart.

Is He Not Sacred, Even To The Gods, The Wandering Man Who Comes In Weariness?

And What He Greatly Thought, He Nobly Dared.

Praise Me Not Too Much, Nor Blame Me, For Thou Speakest To The Greeks Who Know Me.

For Afterwards A Man Finds Pleasure In His Pains, When He Has Suffered Long And Wandered Long. So I Will Tell You What You Ask And Seek To Know.

It Is Equally Offensive To Speed A Guest Who Would Like To Stay And To Detain One Who Is Anxious To Leave.