His Descent Was Like Nightfall.

Take Thou Thy Arms And Come With Me, For We Must Quit Ourselves Like Men, And Strive To Air Our Cause, Although We Be But Two. Great Is The Strength Of Feeble Arms Combined, And We Can Combat Even With The Brave.

As Leaves On The Trees, Such Is The Life Of Man.

Just Are The Ways Of Heaven; From Heaven Proceed The Woes Of Man: Heaven Doom'd The Greeks To Bleed.

Porkchops And Bacon, My Two Favorite Animals.

The Long Historian Of My Country's Woes.