Time will bring healing.
Ill-gotten wealth is never stable.
New faces have more authority than accustomed ones.
Keep alive the light of justice, And much that men say in blame will pass you by.
You were a stranger to sorrow: therefore Fate has cursed you.
Happy the man whose lot it is to know The secrets of the earth. He hastens not To work his fellows hurt by unjust deeds, But with rapt admiration contemplates Immortal Nature's ageless harmony, And how and when the order came to be.