There are many roads to happiness, if the gods assent.
For lawless joys a bitter ending waits.
Mankind is a dream of a shadow.
The noblest of the elements is water
Time is the turning over of days, works change for better or worse.
Wrapt up in error is the human mind, And human bliss is ever insecure; Know we what fortune yet remains behind? Know we how long the present shall endure?