It Is Not Strength, But

…but There They Lay, Sprawled Across The Field, Craved Far More By The Vultures Than By Wives.

Too Dear I Prized A Fair Enchanting Face: Beauty Unchaste Is Beauty In Disgrace.

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

And They Die An Equal Death — The Idler And The Man Of Mighty Deeds.

Take Thou Thy Arms And Come With Me, For We Must Quit Ourselves Like Men, And Strive To Air Our Cause, Although We Be But Two. Great Is The Strength Of Feeble Arms Combined, And We Can Combat Even With The Brave.