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.
Each man delights in the work that suits him best.
We all scribble poetry.
For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother
Light is the task where many share the toil.
It is equally wrong to speed a guest who does not want to go, and to keep one back who is eager. You ought to make welcome the present guest, and send forth the one who wishes to go.