FORTUNE'S MASTER
PALLADAS
No more is Hope or Fortune my concern, nor for what remains do I reck of your deceit; I have reached harbour. I am a poor man, but living in Freedom's company I turn my face away from wealth the scorner of poverty.
XXXV
BREAK OF DAY
JULIUS POLYAENUS
Hope evermore steals away life's period, till the last morning cuts short all those many businesses.
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