Wrong Must Not Win By Technicalities.

Ask The Gods Nothing Excessive.

Only One Accomplishment Is Beyond Both The Power And The Mercy Of The Gods. They Cannot Make The Past As Though It Had Never Been.

Jars Neither Of Wine Nor Of Water Shall Fail In The Houses Of The Rich.

The Moving Light, Rejoicing In Its Strength, Sped From The Pyre Of Pine, And Urged Its Way, In Golden Glory, Like Some Strange New Sun.

Who Apart From The Gods Is Without Pain For His Whole Lifetime's Length?