I Discovered A Meal Between Breakfast And

All Men Have Need Of The Gods.

I Live An Idle Burden To The Ground.

Words Empty As The Wind Are Best Left Unsaid.

One Man Is A Splendid Fighter -- A God Has Made Him So -- One's A Dancer, Another Skilled At Lyre And Song, And Deep In The Next Man's Chest Farseeing Zeus Plants The Gift Of Judgment, Good Clear Sense. And Many Reap The Benefits Of That Treasure.

Everything Flows And Nothing Stays.