I Too Shall Lie In The Dust

And Empty Words Are Evil.

We Are Quick To Flare Up, We Races Of Men On The Earth.

Restrain Yourself... And Gloat In Silence. I'll Have No Jubilation Here. It Is An Impious Thing To Exult Over The Slain.

Sleep And Death, Who Are Twin Brothers.

Yet, Taught By Time, My Heart Has Learned To Glow For Other's Good, And Melt At Other's Woe.