Zeus Does Not Bring All Men's Plans

There Is A Fullness Of All Things, Even Of Sleep And Love.

Bad Herdsmen Waste The Flocks Which Thou Hast Left Behind.

Shame Is No Comrade For The Poor, I Weet.

It's Disgraceful How These Humans Blame The Gods. They Say Their Tribulations Come From Us, When They Themselves, Through Their Own Foolishness, Bring Hardships Which Are Not Decreed By Fate.

Heaven Hears And Pities Hapless Men Like Me, For Sacred Ev'n To Gods Is Misery.