Discourse, The Sweeter Banquet Of The Mind.

Will Cast The Spear And Leave The Rest To Jove.

A Man Who Has Been Through Bitter Experiences And Travelled Far Enjoys Even His Sufferings After A Time

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.

The Minds Of The Everlasting Gods Are Not Changed Suddenly.

Down From His Brow She Ran His Curls Like Thick Hyacinth Clusters Full Of Blooms