There Is A Strength In The Even

Who Love Too Much, Hate In The Like Extreme.

Shame Greatly Hurts Or Greatly Helps Mankind.

Rock Stars, Is There Anything They Don't Know?

So, The Gods Don't Hand Out All Their Gifts At Once, Not Build And Brains And Flowing Speech To All. One Man May Fail To Impress Us With His Looks But A God Can Crown His Words With Beauty, Charm, And Men Look On With Delight When He Speaks Out. Never Faltering, Filled With Winning Self-control, He Shines Forth At Assembly Grounds And People Gaze At Him Like A God When He Walks Through The Streets. Another Man May Look Like A Deathless One On High But There's Not A Bit Of Grace To Crown His Words. Just Like You, My Fine, Handsome Friend.

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.