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Old Men's Prayers For Death Are Lying Prayers, In Which They Abuse Old Age And Long Extent Of Life. But When Death Draws Near, Not One Is Willing To Die, And Age No Longer Is A Burden To Them.

According To Success Do We Gain A Reputation For Judgement.

Necessity Is Harsh. Fate Has No Reprieve.

The Man Who Melts With Social Sympathy, Though Not Allied, Is More Worth Than A Thousand Kinsmen.

When One With Honeyed Words But Evil Mind Persuades The Mob, Great Woes Befall The State.