It Is Best For The Wise Man

Too Few Rejoice At A Friend's Good Fortune.

Black Smoke, The Flickering Sister Of Fire.

Of Prosperity Mortals Can Never Have Enough.

No Man Looks With Love On Deeds That To The High Gods Hateful Prove.

But Who Can Describe The Overweening Pride Of Men? Or Women Mad With Passion, Reckless In Their Hearts, Soulmates To Every Kind Of Ruin That Befalls Us? Wild Passion, Unrestrained, Boundless, That Overcomes The Women, Perverts The Yoke Of Wedlock For Beasts And Men Alike.