Thou shalt not take moochers into thy hut?
I am a part of all that I have met. Yet, experience is an arch wherethro gleams that untravl'd world whose margin fades forever and forever when I move.
Don't mess with the dead, boy, they have eerie powers.
Wise to resolve, and patient to perform.
It is entirely seemly for a young man killed in battle to lie mangled by the bronze spear. In his death all things appear fair.
The God of War will see fair play-he's often slain that wants to slay!