The God of War will see fair play-he's often slain that wants to slay!
We got a little rule back home: If it's brown, drink it down. If it's black, send it back.
Why, you could wake up dead tomorrow
By turns the nine delight to sing
It is the bold man who every time does best, at home or abroad.
Beauty! Terrible Beauty! A deathless Goddess-- so she strikes our eyes!