Such As We Are Made Of, Such

Travelers Must Be Content.

Death Makes No Conquest Of This Conqueror: For Now He Lives In Fame, Though Not In Life.

If Her Breath Were As Terrible As Her Terminations, There Were No Living Near Her, She Would Infect To The North Star!

To Be Direct And Honest Is Not Safe.

After Life's Fitful Fever He Sleeps Well. Treason Has Done His Worst. Nor Steel Nor Poison, Malice Domestic, Foreign Levy, Nothing Can Touch Him Further.