One Is Often Guilty By Being Too

After Having Won A Scepter, Few Are So Generous As To Disdain The Pleasures Of Ruling.

Oh Rage! Oh Despair! Oh Age, My Enemy!

Ambition Displeases When It Has Been Sated ... Having Reached The Peak, It Aspires To Descend.

Be It Only For A Day, It Is Still A Glory Without Equal To Be Master Of The World Just That Day.

I Have Deserved Neither So Much Honor Or So Much Disgrace.