'T is fortune gives us birth, But Jove alone endues the soul with worth.
Even his griefs are a joy long after to one that remembers all that he wrought and endured.
The glorious gifts of the gods are not to be cast aside.
You ought not to practice childish ways, since you are no longer that age.
I want answers now or I want them eventually!
The sun rose on the flawless brimming sea into a sky all brazen-all one brightening for gods immortal and for mortal men on plowlands kind with grain.