Prepare yourselves for the roaring voice of the God of Joy!
Alas!-but why Alas? It is the lot of mortality we experience.
I hate it in friends when they come too late to help.
Know we how many tomorrows the gods intend for our todays.
Much effort, much prosperity.
In my opinion, the unjust man whose tongue is full of glozing rhetoric, merits the heaviest punishment; vaunting that he can with his tongue gloze over injustice, he dares to act wickedly, yet he is not over-wise.