The words of truth are simple.
Wiles and deceit are female qualities.
When strength is yoked with justice, where is a mightier pair than they?
Justice turns the scale, bringing to some learning through suffering.
O Death the Healer, scorn thou not, I pray, To come to me: of cureless ills thou art The one physician. Pain lays not its touch Upon a corpse.
Rumours voiced by women come to nothing.