What draws us to oracles ? Priests and priestesses reveal , With omniscience in their being , With eyes of the temple gods , Free from earthly manacles . SIXTEENTH MORSEL There is nothing loathsome , in learning from others , with elders and with peers , we shared experiences , treasures of our youth , amusing in retrospect . It is the matter?s worth the source dictates not choice progress comes not from disdain to live we nourish the form to advance we emulate the source dictates not choice It is the matter?s worth If they should enrich us , ennoble the manner , magnify happiness , increase our contentment , in learning from others , there is nothing loathsome . SEVENTEENTH MORSEL For common good and for own glory a seat in the senate For common cause and own aspirations a seat in the senate For power over destinies for by themselves they'll drown a seat in the senate For a hand in fate and privilege to avert a few unpleasantries a seat in the senate For the pristine tunic and the challenge to keep it unsoiled a seat in the senate For rhetoric comes with quandaries of office a seat in the senate The toga is equal in prestige with the weight of armour a seat in the senate EIGHTEENTH MORSEL Arena gladiators with their lives amuse us liberty bought with blood the last one is set free. Slaves of silver mines they crawl in tunnels dark they live with the terror of cave-ins and landslides . Privilege of victory marked by thriving slavery of people subjugated. The nameless galley slaves unpaid naval oarsmen chained to oars in battle live or drown with the ship. Slaves who serve the household by bonded servitude are bound to their masters for their food and lodging. Our state's territory with empire's history adorned with places conquered. NINETEENTH MORSEL PORTION I callow upstarts those who dare advise hindrances to them callow upstarts heedless of counsel unfelled by the mace uncut by the blade young and rash callow upstarts they shall not avert except the obvious PORTION II To the philosopher thoughts and writings are his close friends he sees to needs he then dotes on work and study To the philosopher thoughts and writings are his dear friends exile?s release from sycophants wary of him TWENTIETH MORSEL Emotion in the thick of bandying Eloquence is reduced to instinct The will to survive repeats in mind Asserts itself amidst the bedlam Barbaric ululations and cries Enemy?s breath and blows on the flesh Attack..defend..retaliate..avenge Advance..retreat..encircle..scatter There is no room to mourn the fallen While in the midst of war?s grim reaping Those destined to live long and see much Shall live and thrive long after youth?s bloom . TWENTY FIRST MORSEL One class wash clothing inside common pools with scent and reek of others? washing One class have clothing cleaned inside clear pools water stored in lavish amphoraes Disparity exists even in the city of the world