Base Men Who Prosper Are Unenviable.

When A Tongue Fails To Send Forth Appropriate Shafts, There Might Be A Word To Act As Healer Of These.

The Will Was Of Zeus, The Hand Of Hephaestus.

Who Apart From The Gods Is Without Pain For His Whole Lifetime's Length?

I Warn The Marauder Dragging Plunder, Chaotic, Rich Beyond All Rights: He'll Strike His Sails, Harried At Long Last, Stunned When The Squalls Of Torment Break His Spars To Bits.

In Few Men Is It Part Of Nature To Respect A Friend's Prosperity Without Begrudging Him.