A Shamefaced Man Makes A Bad Beggar.

Everything Flows And Nothing Stays.

If Not Yet Lost To All The Sense Of Shame.

I Would Rather Be A Serf In A Poor Man's House And Be Above Ground Than Reign Among The Dead.

She Sent Him A Warm And Gentle Wind, And Lord Odysseus Was Happy As He Set His Sails To Catch The Breeze. He Sat Beside The Steering Oar And Used His Skill To Steer The Raft.

Why Have You Come To Me Here, Dear Heart, With All These Instructions? I Promise You I Will Do Everything Just As You Ask. But Come Closer. Let Us Give In To Grief, However Briefly, In Each Other's Arms.