From His Tongue Flowed Speech Sweeter Than

My Life Is More To Me Than All The Wealth Of Ilius

Uncontrollable Laughter Arose Among The Blessed Gods.

I Hate To Tell Again A Tale Once Fully Told.

The Gods, Likening Themselves To All Kinds Of Strangers, Go In Various Disguises From City To City, Observing The Wrongdoing And The Righteousness Of Men.

So It Is That The Gods Do Not Give All Men Gifts Of Grace - Neither Good Looks Nor Intelligence Nor Eloquence.