Courage! Suffering, When It Climbs Highest, Lasts

For There Below Ground Sits The Dark God, Strong To Call Men To Judgment; He Sees All, And Writes It In His Memory.

Ask The Gods Nothing Excessive.

I Pray The Gods Will Give Me Some Relief And End This Weary Job. One Long Full Year I've Been Lying Here, On This Rooftop, The Palace Of The Sons Of Atreus, Resting On My Arms, Just Like A Dog. I've Come To Know The Night Sky, Every Star, The Powers We See Glittering In The Sky, Bringing Winter And Summer To Us All, As The Constellations Rise And Sink.

Of All The Gods Only Death Does Not Desire Gifts.

It Is In The Character Of Very Few Men To Honor Without Envy A Friend Who Has Prospered.