Rome, If You Do Not Wish Me

Have Others Fear You, And I Will Have No Fear.

After Having Won A Scepter, Few Are So Generous As To Disdain The Pleasures Of Ruling.

I Agree To, Or Rather Aspire To, My Doom.

My Reason, It's True, Controls My Feelings, But Whatever Its Authority, It Doesn't Rule Them So Much As Tyrannize Them.

Alas, I Emerge From One Disaster To Fall Into A Worse.