Euripedes

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Man’s life from birth to death

is sorrow and pain,

with never pause or relief.

And when we are dead, is

there a happier world?

Knowledge is hidden from us

in clouds and darkness.

Since we can know no other

kind of life,

since the world of the dead

is a mystery,

it seems that we must blindly love,

for what it is worth,

our little gleam of light,

and follow our foolish course

content with tales.

The Nurse in Hippolytus (Euripedes)

Euripides