Sweet is a grief well ended.
High fortune, this in man's eye is god and more than god is this.
It is always in season for old men to learn.
It is easy when we are in prosperity to give advice to the afflicted.
Wiles and deceit are female qualities.
Of all the gods, Death only craves not gifts: Nor sacrifice, nor yet drink-offering poured Avails; no altars hath he, nor is soothed By hymns of praise. From him alone of all The powers of heaven Persuasion holds aloof.