Be bold and boast, just like the cock beside the hen.
For it would be better to die once and for all than to suffer pain for all one's life.
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.
We shall perish by guile just as we slew.
Tame the savageness of man and make gentle the life of this world.
His resolve is not to seem the bravest, but to be.