There Will Be Killing Till

The Life, Which Others Pay, Let Us Bestow, And Give To Fame What We To Nature Owe.

Men Are So Quick To Blame The Gods: They Say That We Devise Their Misery. But They Themselves- In Their Depravity- Design Grief Greater Than The Griefs That Fate Assigns.

Youth Is Quick In Feeling But Weak In Judgement.

Ah How Shameless – The Way These Mortals Blame The Gods. From Us Alone They Say Come All Their Miseries Yes But They Themselves With Their Own Reckless Ways Compound Their Pains Beyond Their Proper Share.

It Is Not Right To Glory In The Slain