She Threw Into The Wine Which They

Yea, And If Some God Shall Wreck Me In The Wine-dark Deep, Even So I Will Endure… For Already Have I Suffered Full Much, And Much Have I Toiled In Perils Of Waves And War. Let This Be Added To The Tale Of Those.

Forgetful Youth! But Know, The Power Above With Ease Can Save Each Object Of His Love; Wide As His Will Extends His Boundless Grace.

His Native Home Deep Imag'd In His Soul.

Who Love Too Much, Hate In The Like Extreme.

The Rule Of The Many Is Not Well. One Must Be Chief In War And One The King.