You Take My Life When You Do

Woe To That Land That's Governed By A Child.

You Are An Alchemist; Make Gold Of That.

What's Hecuba To Him, Or He To Hecuba, That He Should Weep For Her?

We Fail! But Screw Your Courage To The Sticking-place, And We'll Not Fail.

For Trust Not Him That Hath Once Broken Faith