They Who Prosper Take On Airs Of

But When The Dust Has Drunk The Blood Of Men, No Resurrection Comes For One Who's Dead.

Jars Neither Of Wine Nor Of Water Shall Fail In The Houses Of The Rich.

Of All The Gods Only Death Does Not Desire Gifts.

Joy Steals Upon Me, Such Joy As Calls Forth Tears.

It's A Man's Jobno Place For Women's Plans Here!what Lies Outside. Stay Home And Cause No Trouble.