Wide-sounding Zeus Takes Away Half A Man's

And Endless Are The Modes Of Speech, And Far Extends From Side To Side The Field Of Words.

Heaven Hears And Pities Hapless Men Like Me, For Sacred Ev'n To Gods Is Misery.

A Little Child Born Yesterday A Thing On Mother's Milk And Kisses Fed.

Zeus It Seems Has Given Us From Youth To Old Age A Nice Ball Of Wool To Wind-nothing But Wars Upon Wars Until We Shall Perish Every One.

Steel Itself Oft Lures A Man To Fight.