κοὑδἑν τοὑτων ὁ τι μἡ Ζεὑς
[Greek: kouden toutôn o ti mê Zeus]
should come from the same lips, surely.
O Providence, I will not praise,
Neither for fear, nor joy of gain,
Your blundering and cruel ways.
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And all men's miserable days,
And all the ugliness and pain,
O Providence, I will not praise.