Maxioms by Unknown
No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.
No scene of mortal life but teems with mortal woe.
Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.
Their own death accompanies the wound they inflict.
Even in animals there exists the spirit of their sires.
Even in animals there exists the spirit of their sires.
Whither, O god of wine, art thou hurrying me, whilst under thy
all-powerful influence?
Whither, O god of wine, art thou hurrying me, whilst under thy
all-powerful influence?
Then happy those, beloved of heaven,
To whom the mingled cup is given;
Whose lenient sorrow find read more
Then happy those, beloved of heaven,
To whom the mingled cup is given;
Whose lenient sorrow find relief,
Whose joys are chastened by their grief.
