Today's English Poem

(okay, it's really a translation from greek...)

Many are the wonders
And none is more wondrous than man;
He advances far out into the foamy sea,
In time of the stormy southern wind
Passing under swells that surge up all about him,
...
Only the avoidance of Hades
Will he not procure for himself,
Though he has contrived escapes
From baffling maladies
Having, beyond expectation,
The ability of devising arts to some wise degree
He creeps now toward good and now toward evil.

Sophocles
Antigone, second chorus, 332-336, 361-367