We Look For Good On Earth And

There Is As Much Confusion In The World Of The Gods As In Ours.

To Die With Glory, If One Has To Die At All, Is Still, I Think, Pain For The Dier.

Enough Is Abundance To The Wise.

I Envy That Man Who Passes Through Life Safely, To The World And Fame Unknown.

The Gift Of A Bad Man Can Bring No Good.