Old Men, What Are They? Fast Fading

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.

Fear Hurries On My Tongue Through Want Of Courage.

Zeus, First Cause, Prime Mover; For What Thing Without Zeus Is Done Among Mortals?

The Reward Of Pain Is Experience.

There Is No Sickness Worse For Me Than Words That To Be Kind Must Lie.