beckett-cry

You cried for night; it falls: now cry in darkness.

“ἀκίνδυνοι δʼ ἀρεταὶ
οὔτε παρʼ ἀνδράσιν οὔτʼ ἐν ναυσὶ κοίλαις
τίμιαι· πολλοὶ δὲ μέμνανται, καλὸν εἴ τι ποναθῇ.“

Pindar | Olympian 6.9—11