Live And Die In Aristotle's

O Soul, Be Changed Into Little Waterdrops, / And Fall Into The Ocean, Ne'er Be Found!

You Must Be Proud, Bold, Pleasant, Resolute, And Now And Then Stab, As Occasion Serves.

Is It Not Passing Brave To Be A King And Ride In Triumph Through Persepolis?

I'm Armed With More Than Complete Steel, - The Justice Of My Quarrel.

Infinite Riches In A Little Room.