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Let Him Submit To Me! Only The God Of Death Is So Relentless, Death Submits To No One—so Mortals Hate Him Most Of All The Gods. Let Him Bow Down To Me! I Am The Greater King, I Am The Elder-born, I Claim—the Greater Man.

The Ugliest Man Was He Who Came To Troy; With Squinting Eyes And One Distorted Foot.

Without A Sign, His Sword The Brave Man Draws, And Asks No Omen, But His Country's Cause.

The Natural Thing, My Lord, Men And Women Joined.

But Sure The Eye Of Time Beholds No Name, So Blest As Thine In All The Rolls Of Fame.