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 What ails thee to be jealous of their ways?

What if they give us poisonous drinks for wine?

They have their will; much talking mends it not.

And gall for milk, and cursing for a prayer?

Have they not given life, and the end of life?

Lo, where they heal, they help not; thus they do, They mock us with a little piteousness, And we say prayers, and weep; but at the last, Sparing awhile, they smite and spare no whit.

Small praise man gets dispraising the high gods: What have they done that thou dishonourest them?