The Gods Give To Mortals

The Lord Gives And The Lord Takes Away, As It Pleases Him, For He Can Do All Things.

The Man Does Better Who Runs From Disaster Than He Who Is Caught By It.

Tell Me, O Muse, Of Travellers Far And Wide

The Rest Were Vulgar Deaths Unknown To Fame.

For I Am Yearning To Visit The Limits Of The All-nurturing Earth, And Oceans, From Whom The Gods Are Sprung.