Know From The Bounteous Heaven All Riches

And Not A Man Appears To Tell Their Fate.

Down From His Brow She Ran His Curls Like Thick Hyacinth Clusters Full Of Blooms

From His Tongue Flowed Speech Sweeter Than Honey.

And For Yourself, May The Gods Grant You Your Heart's Desire, A Husband And A Home, And The Blessing Of A Harmonious Life. For Nothing Is Greater Or Finer Than This, When A Man And Woman Live Together With One Hear And Mind, Bringing Joy To Their Friends And Grief To Their Foes.

The Bitter Dregs Of Fortune's Cup To Drain.