Only When A Man's Life Comes To

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

Good Fortune Is A God Among Men, And More Than A God.

Hungry Wailing Standeth Not Aloof.

It Is The Nature Of Mortals To Kick A Fallen Man.

The Great And Amorous Sky Curved Over The Earth, And Lay Upon Her As A Pure Lover. The Rain, The Humid Flux Descending From Heaven For Both Man And Animal, For Both Thick And Strong, Germinated The Wheat, Swelled The Furrows With Fecund Mud And Brought Forth The Buds In The Orchards. And It Is I Who Empowered These Moist Espousals, I The Great Aphrodite.