Too Many Kings Can Ruin An Army

Men In Their Generations Are Like The Leaves Of The Trees. The Wind Blows And One Year's Leaves Are Scattered On The Ground; But The Trees Burst Into Bud And Put On Fresh Ones When The Spring Comes Round.

There Is Nothing Alive More Agonized Than Man / Of All That Breathe And Crawl Across The Earth.

Out Of Sight,out Of Mind

Be Strong, Saith My Heart; I Am A Soldier; I Have Seen Worse Sights Than This.

How Delicate Her Feet Who Shuns The Ground, Stepping A-tiptoe On The Heads Of Men.