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Is It Not Passing Brave To Be A King And Ride In Triumph Through Persepolis?

Honour Is Purchas'd By The Deeds We Do.

What Are Kings, When Regiment Is Gone, But Perfect Shadows In A Sunshine Day?

It Is A Comfort To The Miserable To Have Comrades In Misfortune, But It Is A Poor Comfort After All.

Lone Women, Like To Empty Houses, Perish.