I Want To Be Alone With My

See How God Ever Like With Like Doth Pair, And Still The Worthless Doth The Worthless Lead!

O Friends, Be Men; So Act That None May Feel Ashamed To Meet The Eyes Of Other Men. Think Each One Of This Children And His Wife, His Home, His Parents, Living Yet And Dead. For Them, The Absent Ones, I Supplicate, And Bid You Rally Here, And Scorn To Fly.

I Live An Idle Burden To The Ground.

All Men Have Need Of The Gods.

Zeus It Seems Has Given Us From Youth To Old Age A Nice Ball Of Wool To Wind-nothing But Wars Upon Wars Until We Shall Perish Every One.