Forgetful Youth! But Know, The Power Above

I'm Not A Bath Man Myself. More Of A Cologne Man.

Whoever Among Men Who Walk The Earth Has Seen These Mysteries Is Blessed, But Whoever In Uninitiated And Has Not Received His Share Of The Rite, He Will Not Have The Same Lot As The Others, Once He Is Dead And Dwells In The Mould Where The Sun Goes Down.

The Life, Which Others Pay, Let Us Bestow, And Give To Fame What We To Nature Owe.

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.

It Is No Bad Thing To Be A King-to See One's House Enriched And One's Authority Enhanced.