Is It Not Strange That Desire Should

The Prize Of All Too Precious You.

Like The Lily That Once Was Mistress Of The Field And Flourished, I'll Hang My Head And Perish.

What Can Be Avoided Whose End Is Purposed By The Mighty Gods?

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