Achilles Absent Was Achilles Still!

Life And Death Are Balanced As It Were On The Edge Of A Razor

Among All Men On The Earth Bards Have A Share Of Honor And Reverence, Because The Muse Has Taught Them Songs And Loves The Race Of Bards.

Accept These Grateful Tears...for Thee They Flow, For Thee... That Ever Felt Another's Woe.

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

Bursts As A Wave That From The Clouds Impends, And Swell'd With Tempests On The Ship Descends; White Are The Decks With Foam; The Winds Aloud Howl O'er The Masts, And Sing Through Every Shroud: Pale, Trembling, Tir'd, The Sailors Freeze With Fears; And Instant Death On Every Wave Appears.