I Live An Idle Burden To The

The Blade Itself Incites To Deeds Of Violence.

The God Of War Is Impartial: He Hands Out Death To The Man Who Hands Out Death.

And When Long Years And Seasons Wheeling Brought Around That Point Of Time Ordained For Him To Make His Passage Homeward, Trials And Dangers, Even So, Attended Him Even In Ithaca, Near Those He Loved.

Servants, When Their Lords No Longer Sway, Their Minds No More To Righteous Courses Bend.

Earth Sounds My Wisdom, And High Heaven My Fame.