Even were sleep is concerned, too much is a bad thing.

I don't know how much longer I can complain.

Oall the creatures that creep and breathe on earth, there is none more wretched than man.

How vain, without the merit, is the name.

Two friends, two bodies with one soul inspired.

For afterwards a man finds pleasure in his pains, when he has suffered long and wandered long. So I will tell you what you ask and seek to know.

And they die an equal death — the idler and the man of mighty deeds.