A Young Man Is Embarrassed To Question

I Want To Be Alone With My Thought.

The Man Does Better Who Runs From Disaster Than He Who Is Caught By It.

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

And Overpowered By Memory Both Men Gave Way To Grief. Priam Wept Freely For Man - Killing Hector, Throbbing, Crouching Before Achilles' Feet As Achilles Wept Himself, Now For His Father, Now For Patroclus Once Again And Their Sobbing Rose And Fell Throughout The House.

One Who Contends With Immortals Lives A Very Short Life.