Success! To Thee, As To A God,

But When The Dust Has Drunk The Blood Of Men, No Resurrection Comes For One Who's Dead.

There Is Advantage In The Wisdom Won From Pain.

For Hades Is Mighty In Calling Men To Account Below The Earth, And With A Mind That Records In Tablets He Surveys All Things.

I Say You Must Not Win An Unjust Case By Oaths.

Old Men, What Are They? Fast Fading The Leaf, Three-footed They Walk, Yet Frail As A Child, As A Dream Set Afloat In The Daylight.