Toil Is The Lot Of

The Windy Satisfaction Of The Tongue.

So It Is That The Gods Do Not Give All Men Gifts Of Grace - Neither Good Looks Nor Intelligence Nor Eloquence.

Goddess-nurse Of The Young, Give Ear To My Prayer, And Grant That This Woman May Reject The Love-embraces Of Youth And Dote On Grey-haired Old Men Whose Powers Are Dulled, But Whose Hearts Still Desire.

Light Is The Task Where Many Share The Toil.

Pray, For All Men Need The Aid Of The Gods.