Yea, gold is son of Zeus: no rust


    Διὸς παῖς ὁ χρυσός, κεῖνον οὐ σῆς οὐδὲ κὶσ δάπτει,

    YEA, gold is son of Zeus : no rust 
      Its timeless light can stain ; 
    The worm that brings man's flesh to dust 
      Assaults its strength in vain : 
    More gold than gold the love I sing, 
    A hard, inviolable thing. 

    Men say the passions should grow old 
      With waning years ; my heart 
    Is incorruptible as gold, 
      'Tis my immortal part: 
    Nor is there any god can lay 
    On love the finger of decay.