Alas, Poor Men, Their Destiny. When All

Misfortune Wandering The Same Track Lights Now Upon One And Now Upon Another.

But From The Good Health Of The Mind Comes That Which Is Dear To All And The Object Of Prayer-happiness.

Base Men Who Prosper Are Unenviable.

[hermes Addresses Prometheus :] To You, The Clever And Crafty, Bitter Beyond All Bitterness, Who Has Sinned Against The Gods In Bestowing Honors Upon Creatures Of A Day--to You, Thief Of Fire, I Speak.

Hungry Wailing Standeth Not Aloof.