Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over the heads of men to trap us all. She entangles one man, now another.

Content to follow when we lead the way.

God help me, I'm just not that bright.

Nor can one word be chang'd but for a worse.

I didn't lie! I just created fiction with my mouth!

And overpowered by memory Both men gave way to grief. Priam wept freely For man - killing Hector, throbbing, crouching Before Achilles' feet as Achilles wept himself, Now for his father, now for Patroclus once again And their sobbing rose and fell throughout the house.

Ill fares the State where many masters rule; let one be lord, one king supreme.