For Too Much Rest Becomes A Pain.

A Hunter Of Shadows, Himself A Shade.

Now From The Smooth Deep Ocean-stream The Sun Began To Climb The Heavens, And With New Rays Smote The Surrounding Fields.

Trying Is The First Step Toward Failure.

Not Two Strong Men The Enormous Weight Could Raise,- Such Men As Live In These Degenerate Days.

All Strangers And Beggars Are From Zeus, And A Gift, Though Small, Is Precious.