When The Black And Mortal Blood Of

And Now It Goes As It Goes And Where It Ends Is Fate. And Neither By Singeing Flesh Nor Tipping Cups Of Wine Nor Shedding Burning Tears Can You Enchant Away The Rigid Fury.

High Fortune, This In Man's Eye Is God And More Than God Is This.

If You Are Not Envied, You Are Not Enviable.

Chorus: Zeus, Who Guided Men To Think Who Laid It Down That Wisdom Comes Alone Through Suffering. Still There Drips In Sleep Against The Heart Grief Of Memory; Against Our Pleasure We Are Temperate.

To Learn Is To Be Young, However Old.