Yea, gold is son of Zeus: no rust

XXXVI

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.