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In The Lack Of Judgment Great Harm Arises, But One Vote Cast Can Set Right A House.

From Him [death] Alone Of All The Powers Of Heaven Persuasion Holds Aloof.

Watchful Are The Gods Of All Hands With Slaughter Stained. The Black Furies Wait, And When A Man Has Grown By Luck, Not Justice, Great, With Sudden Overturn Of Chance They Wear Him To A Shade, And, Cast Down To Perdition, Who Shall Save Him?

The High Strength Of Men Knows No Content With Limitation.

So In The Libyan Fable It Is Told That Once An Eagle, Stricken With A Dart, Said, When He Saw The Fashion Of The Shaft: With Our Own Feathers, Not By Others' Hands, Are We Now Smitten.