Do I know what rhetorical means?
The gods, likening themselves to all kinds of strangers, go in various disguises from city to city, observing the wrongdoing and the righteousness of men.
By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, and what to those we give, to Jove is lent.
I guess some people never change... Or, they quickly change and then quickly change back.
Light is the task where many share the toil.
Over the wine-dark sea.