For By The Will Of The Gods

If You Are Not Envied, You Are Not Enviable.

You Shall Learn, Though Late, The Lesson Of How To Be Discreet.

They Sent Forth Men To Battle, But No Such Men Return; And Home, To Claim Their Welcome, Come Ashes In An Urn

So In The Libyan Fable It Is Told That Once An Eagle, Stricken With A Dart, Said, When He Saw The Fashion Of The Shaft: With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.

There Is No Sickness Worse For Me Than Words That To Be Kind Must Lie.