Shame Greatly Hurts Or Greatly Helps Mankind.

Nor Can One Word Be Chang'd But For A Worse.

I Only Hope Those Rumors I Hear About What Goes On In Prison Are Greatly Exaggerated.

...if Fifty Bands Of Men Surrounded Us/ And Every Sword Sang For Your Blood,/ You Could Make Off Still With Their Cows And Sheep.

To Labour Is The Lot Of Man Below; And When Jove Gave Us Life, He Gave Us Woe.

I Have No Interest At All In Food And Drink, But Only In Slaughter And Blood And The Agonized Groans Of Mangled Men