Bless Us, Divine Number, Who Generated Gods

Friends Share All Things.

Practice Justice In Word And Deed, And Do Not Get In The Habit Of Acting Thoughtlessly About Anything.

Without Justice, No Realm May Prosper.

If Men With Fleshly Mortals Must Be Fed, And Chew With Bleeding Teeth The Breathing Bread; What Else Is This But To Devour Our Guests, And Barbarously Renew Cyclopean Feasts? While Earth Not Only Can Your Needs Supply, But, Lavish Of Her Store, Provides For Luxury; A Guiltless Feast Administers With Ease, And Without Blood Is Prodigal To Please.

Those Alone Are Dear To Divinity Who Are Hostile To Injustice.