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Still, We Will Let All This Be A Thing Of The Past, Though It Hurts Us, And Beat Down By Constraint The Anger That Rises Inside Us. Now I Am Making An End Of My Anger. It Does Not Become Me, Unrelentingly To Rage On

If You Serve Too Many Masters, You'll Soon Suffer.

Servants, When Their Lords No Longer Sway, Their Minds No More To Righteous Courses Bend.

It Behooves A Father To Be Blameless If He Expects His Child To Be.

Short Is My Date, But Deathless My Renown.