Bright youth passes swiftly as a thought.
Unless the gods deceive my mind , That man is forging fetters for himself.
Ploutos , no wonder mortals worship you: You are so tolerant of their sins !
One finds many companions for food and drink, but in a serious business a man's companions are very few.
When we are dead; rugs are no richer than a quick-thorn bed.
Even to a wicked man a divinity gives wealth, Cyrnus, but to few men comes the gift of excellence.