The Anvil Of Justice Is Planted Firm,

Every Ruler Is Harsh Whose Laws Is New.

No Man Looks With Love On Deeds That To The High Gods Hateful Prove.

Many Among Men Are They Who Set High The Show Of Honor, Yet Break Justice.

On Him Who Wields Power Gently, The God Looks Favorably From Afar.

But I Will Place This Carefully Fed Pig Within The Crackling Oven; And, I Pray, What Nicer Dish Can E'er Be Given To Man.