Those things that are in the light we behold from darkness.

Such evil deeds could religion prompt.

To ask for power is forcing uphill a stone which after all rolls back again from the summit and seeks in headlong haste the levels of the plain.

The highest summits and those elevated above the level of other things are mostly blasted by envy as by a thunderbolt.

How is it that the sky feeds the stars?

Pleasant it to behold great encounters of warfare arrayed over the plains, with no part of yours in peril.

Things stand apart so far and differ, that What's food for one is poison for another.