A Tomb Now Suffices Him For Whom

Do You Not Think It A Matter Worthy Of Lamentation That When There Is Such A Vast Multitude Of Them [worlds], We Have Not Yet Conquered One?

Are You Still To Learn That The End And Perfection Of Our Victories Is To Avoid The Vices And Infirmities Of Those Whom We Subdue?

I Do Not Steal Victory.

Heaven Cannot Brook Two Suns, Nor Earth Two Masters.

Toil And Risk Are The Price Of Glory, But It Is A Lovely Thing To Live With Courage And Die Leaving An Everlasting Fame.