Joint undertakings stand a better chance when they benefit both sides.
When two souls compose a single song, The muse fans Livid wrath before long.
Pray the gods do not envy your happiness!
Lucky that man whose children make his happiness in life and not his grief, the anguished disappointment of his hopes.
May he die with no joy at his end, The man who won't be troubled To unlock the keys of his heart and make a friend.
When one with honeyed words but evil mind Persuades the mob, great woes befall the state.