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Live on in your blessings, your destiny's been won!

But ours calls us on from one ordeal to the next.

If you have no use for humankind and mortal armor,

at least respect the gods. They know right from wrong.

If only Jupiter would give me back

The past years and the man I was...

Blessings on your young courage, boy; that's the way to the stars.

He said; and feeds his hungry heart

With shapes of unsubstantial art.

Learn fortitude and toil from me, my son,

Ache of true toil. Good fortune learn from others.

Nursing an undying wound deep in her heart.

Through various hazards and events we move.

Who knows?

Better times may come to those in pain.

So ran the speech. Burdened and sick at heart,

He feigned hope in his look, and inwardly

Contained his anguish.

Fate will find a way.

The attempts to heal enflame the fever more.