There is nothing more dread and more shameless than a woman who plans such deeds in her heart as the foul deed which she plotted when she contrived her husband's murder.

Sinks my sad soul with sorrow to the grave.

We're goin bowling. If we don't come back, avenge our deaths.

Nothing shall I, while sane, compare with a friend.

By Jove the stranger and the poor are sent, and what to those we give, to Jove is lent.

Uncontrollable laughter arose among the blessed gods.

Proud is the spirit of Zeus-fostered kings - their honor comes from Zeus, and Zeus, god of council, loves them.