The Wordy Tale, Once Told, Were Hard

Two Urns On Jove's High Throne Have Ever Stood, The Source Of Evil One, And One Of Good; From Thence The Cup Of Mortal Man He Fills, Blessings To These, To Those Distributes Ills; To Most He Mingles Both.

The Only Monster Here Is The Gambling Monster That Has Enslaved Your Mother, And I Call Him Gamblor!

't Is Fortune Gives Us Birth, But Jove Alone Endues The Soul With Worth.

If Any Man Obeys The Gods, They Listen To Him Also.

I'm In A Place Where I Don't Know Where I Am!