Bear Patiently, My Heart, For You Have

The Bitter Dregs Of Fortune's Cup To Drain.

It Is Not Right To Glory In The Slain

One Who Contends With Immortals Lives A Very Short Life.

Forgetful Youth! But Know, The Power Above With Ease Can Save Each Object Of His Love; Wide As His Will Extends His Boundless Grace.

Beware The Toils Of War ... The Mesh Of The Huge Dragnet Sweeping Up The World.