Jars Neither Of Wine Nor Of Water

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

Once To Die Is Better Than Length Of Days In Sorrow Without End.

Number, The Most Excellent Of All Inventions.

Who Holds A Power But Newly Gained Is Ever Stern Of Mood.

Still To The Sufferer Comes, As Due From God, A Glory That To Suffering Owes Its Birth.