the sun's light, and that you will complete another fifty years of life deep in wealth. Cheer your spirit with pious deeds, for this is the highest of profits. To the thoughtful, what I sing is intelligible. The deep air is undefiled. The water of the sea does not decay. Gold is a delight. It is not lawful for a man to bypass gray old age, and recover flourishing youth. And yet the gleam of a mortal's excellence does not diminish along with the body—no, the Muse nurtures it. Hieron, you