Long Exercised In Woes.

It Is Wrong To Be Sorry Without Ceasing.

The Son Of Saturn Gave The Nod With His Dark Brows. The Ambrosial Curls Upon The Sovereign One's Immortal Head Were Shaken, And With Them The Mighty Mount, Olympus Trembled.

O Friends, Be Men, And Let Your Hearts Be Strong And Let No Warrior In The Heat Of Fight, Do What May Bring Him Shame In Others' Eyes

For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman Kind.

Hunger Is Insolent, And Will Be Fed.