Jars Neither Of Wine Nor Of Water

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

The Air Is Zeus, Zeus Earth, And Zeus The Heaven, Zeus All That Is, And What Transcends Them All.

Ye Waves That O'er Th' Interminable Ocean Wreathe Your Crisped Smiles.

For Not Many Men, The Proverb Saith, Can Love A Friend Whom Fortune Prospereth Unenvying.

Fear Hurries On My Tongue Through Want Of Courage.