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A Shamefaced Man Makes A Bad Beggar.

And Here I Am Using My Own Lungs Like A Sucker.

It Is Not Right To Exult Over Slain Men.

Urge Him With Truth To Frame His Fair Replies And Sure He Will For Wisdom Never Lies.

One Who Journeying Along A Way He Knows Not, Having Crossed A Place Of Drear Extent, Before Him Sees A River Rushing Swiftly Toward The Deep, And All Its Tossing Current White With Foam, And Stops And Turns, And Measures Back His Way.