The Bitter Dregs Of Fortune's Cup To

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

I'm Not A Bath Man Myself. More Of A Cologne Man.

Many Shining Actions Owe Their Success To Chance, Though The General Or Statesman Receive The Applause.

Proud Is The Spirit Of Zeus-fostered Kings - Their Honor Comes From Zeus, And Zeus, God Of Council, Loves Them.

O Friends, Be Men, And Let Your Hearts Be Strong And Let No Warrior In The Heat Of Fight, Do What May Bring Him Shame In Others' Eyes