Because They're Stupid, That's Why. That's Why

All Men Have Need Of The Gods.

Who Love Too Much, Hate In The Like Extreme.

[but] Age, The Common Enemy Of Mankind, Has Laid His Hand Upon You; Would That It Had Fallen Upon Some Other, And That You Were Still Young.

Yea, And If Some God Shall Wreck Me In The Wine-dark Deep, Even So I Will Endure… For Already Have I Suffered Full Much, And Much Have I Toiled In Perils Of Waves And War. Let This Be Added To The Tale Of Those.

To Labour Is The Lot Of Man Below; And When Jove Gave Us Life, He Gave Us Woe.