I Only Hope Those Rumors I Hear

Without A Sign, His Sword The Brave Man Draws, And Asks No Omen, But His Country's Cause.

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

It Is A Wise Child That Knows His Own Father. [lat., Nondum Enim Quisquam Suum Parentem Ipse Cognosvit.]

The Bitter Dregs Of Fortune's Cup To Drain.

The Natural Thing, My Lord, Men And Women Joined.