on the floor of Jove’s palace there stand two urns, the one filled with evil gifts, and the other with good ones. He for whom Jove the lord of thunder mixes the gifts he sends, will meet now with good and now with evil fortune; but he to whom Jove sends none but evil gifts will be pointed at by the finger of scorn, the hand of famine will pursue him to the ends of the world, and he will go up and down the face of the earth, respected neither by gods nor men.

On Zeus’s floor stand two jars which hold his gifts—

one has disastrous things, the other blessings.

When thunder-loving Zeus hands out a mixture,

that man will, at some point, meet with evil,

then, some other time, with good. When Zeus’s gift

comes only from the jar containing evil,

he makes the man despised. A wicked frenzy

drives him all over sacred earth—he wanders

without honour from the gods or mortal men.