Age Shakes Athena's Tower, But Spares Gray

Farewell! If Ever Fondest Prayer For Other's Weal Avail'd On High, Mine Will Not All Be Lost In Air, But Waft Thy Name Beyond The Sky.

You Should Have A Softer Pillow Than My Heart.

To What Gulfs A Single Deviation From The Track Of Human Duties Leads Even Those Who Claim The Homage Of Mankind As Their Born Due, And Find It, Till They Forfeit It Themselves!

Old Man! 'tis Not Difficult To Die.

I See Before Me The Gladiator Lie.