There is satiety in all things, in sleep, and love-making, in the loveliness of singing and the innocent dance.
And would'st thou evil for his good repay?
If not yet lost to all the sense of shame.
The single best augury is to fight for one's country.
But he whose inborn worth his acts commend, Of gentle soul, to human race a friend.
The only monster here is the gambling monster that has enslaved your mother, and I call him Gamblor!