Forget The Brother And Resume The Man.

I Didn't Lie! I Just Created Fiction With My Mouth!

Short Is My Date, But Deathless My Renown.

All Men Owe Honor To The Poets - Honor And Awe; For They Are Dearest To The Muse Who Puts Upon Their Lips The Ways Of Life.

In Saffron-colored Mantle From The Tides Of Oceans Rose The Morning To Bright Light To Gods And Men.

The Strong Must Protect The Sweet.