A God Implants In Mortal Guilt Whenever

. . . It Is Yours Women's To Be Silent And Stay Within Doors.

For There Is No Defense For A Man Who, In The Excess Of His Wealth, Has Kicked The Great Altar Of Justice Out Of Sight.

Death Hath A Fairer Fame Than A Life Of Toil.

Ask The Gods Nothing Excessive.

Since Long I've Held Silence A Remedy For Harm.