Strong Reasons Make Strong Actions.

Thus Is His Cheek The Map Of Days Outworn.

O' Thinkest Thou We Shall Ever Meet Again? I Doubt It Not; And All These Woes Shall Serve For Sweet Discourses In Our Times To Come.

Steed Threatens Steed, In High And Boastful Neighs Piercing The Night's Dull Ear; And From The Tents The Armorers Accomplishing The Knights, With Busy Hammers Closing Rivets Up, Give Dreadful Note Of Preparation.

I Say There Is No Darkness But Ignorance.

Short Time Seems Long In Sorrow's Sharp Sustaining.