...he'll Never Lie - The

Whatever Day Makes Man A Slave, Takes Half His Worth Away.

Sing, O Muse, Of The Rage Of Achilles, Son Of Peleus, That Brought Countless Ills Upon The Achaeans.

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

No Season Now For Calm, Familiar Talk.

Oall The Creatures That Creep And Breathe On Earth, There Is None More Wretched Than Man.