If you have done terrible things, you must endure terrible things; for thus the sacred light of injustice shines bright.
Reverence does not die with mortals, nor does it perish whether they live or die.
A wise doctor does not mutter incantations over a sore that needs the knife.
Even the stout of heart shrink when they see the approach of death.
Oh death, death, why do you never come to me thus summoned always day by day?
For even bold natures flee, whenever they see Hades close to life.