Clanless, Lawless, Homeless Is He

She Threw Into The Wine Which They Were Drinking A Drug Which Takes Away Grief And Passion And Brings Forgetfulness Of All Ills

Short Is My Date, But Deathless My Renown.

How Vain, Without The Merit, Is The Name.

Modesty Is Of No Use To A Beggar.

But Sure The Eye Of Time Beholds No Name, So Blest As Thine In All The Rolls Of Fame.