Once Harm Has Been Done, Even A

The Natural Thing, My Lord, Men And Women Joined.

There Is No Fouler Fiend Than A Woman When Her Mind Is Bent To Evil.

For They Imagined As They Wished--that It Was A Wild Shot,/ An Unintended Killing--fools, Not To Comprehend/ They Were Already In The Grip Of Death./ But Glaring Under His Brows Odysseus Answered: 'you Yellow Dogs, You Thought I'd Never Make It/ Home From The Land Of Troy. You Took My House To Plunder,/ Twisted My Maids To Serve Your Beds. You Dared/ Bid For My Wife While I Was Still Alive./ Contempt Was All You Had For The Gods Who Rule Wide Heaven,/ Contempt For What Men Say Of You Hereafter./ Your Last Hour Has Come. You Die In Blood.

The Minds Of The Everlasting Gods Are Not Changed Suddenly.

One Omen Is Best, To Fight In Defense Of One's Country.