Yet While My Hector Still Survives, I

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

See Now, How Men Lay Blame Upon Us Gods For What Is After All Nothing But Their Own Folly.

The Rest Were Vulgar Deaths Unknown To Fame.

I Live An Idle Burden To The Ground.

Oh, Everything Looks Bad If You Remember It.