Not At All Similar Are The Race

Why Have You Come To Me Here, Dear Heart, With All These Instructions? I Promise You I Will Do Everything Just As You Ask. But Come Closer. Let Us Give In To Grief, However Briefly, In Each Other's Arms.

Lay Ye Down The Golden Chain From Heaven, And Pull At Its Inferior Links Both Goddesses And Gods.

Short Is My Date, But Deathless My Renown.

Thou Shalt Not Take Moochers Into Thy Hut?

Wine Gives Strength To Weary Men.