Thou Wilt Lament Hereafter, When The Evil

Fate Is The Same For The Man Who Holds Back, The Same If He Fights Hard. We Are All Held In A Single Honor, The Brave With The Weaklings. A Man Dies Still If He Has Done Nothing, As The One Who Has Done Much.

…but There They Lay, Sprawled Across The Field, Craved Far More By The Vultures Than By Wives.

There Is Nothing Worse For Mortals Than A Wandering Life.

Two Urns On Jove's High Throne Have Ever Stood, The Source Of Evil One, And One Of Good; From Thence The Cup Of Mortal Man He Fills, Blessings To These, To Those Distributes Ills; To Most He Mingles Both.

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