Yet While My Hector Still Survives, I

A Guest Never Forgets The Host Who Has Treated Him Kindly.

A Sound Mind In A Manly Body.

How Prone To Doubt, How Cautious Are The Wise!

Oh, My Tattered Rags Are Caught On Your Coffee Table.

That Is The Gods' Work, Spinning Threads Of Death Through The Lives Of Mortal Men, An All To Make A Song For Those To Come.