For Never, Never, Wicked Man

It Is Equally Bad When One Speeds On The Guest Unwilling To Go, And When He Holds Back One Who Is Hastening. Rather One Should Befriend The Guest Who Is There, But Speed Him When He Wishes.

Sleep And Death, Who Are Twin Brothers.

Just Are The Ways Of Heaven; From Heaven Proceed The Woes Of Man: Heaven Doom'd The Greeks To Bleed.

And Now I'm Using Sarcasm, To Confess The Whole Thing So Later I Could Say I Already Told You.

We Are Quick To Flare Up, We Races Of Men On The Earth.