O Fortune like the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life first oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power it melts them like ice.Fate -monstrous and empty, you whirling wheel, you are malevlent, well-being is in vain and always fades to nothing, shadowed and veiled. You plague me too; now through the game I bring my bare back to your villainy.Fate is against me in health and virtue, driven on and weighted down, always enslaved. So to this hour without delay pluck the vibrating strings; since Fate strikes down the strong man, everyone weep for me!

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