I Believe Children Are The

Look Now How Mortals Are Blaming The Gods, For They Say That Evils Come From Us, But In Fact They Themselves Have Woes Beyond Their Share Because Of Their Own Follies.

I'm Satisfied. It's Straight,...but It's Just So Hot, And I'm Just So Fraustrated.

All Strangers And Beggars Are From Zeus, And A Gift, Though Small, Is Precious.

And They Die An Equal Death — The Idler And The Man Of Mighty Deeds.

By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing