No yield to the dead! Never stab the fighter when he's down. Where's the glory, killing the dead twice over?
SophoclesOh child, may you be happier than your father, but in all other respects alike. And then you would not be bad.
SophoclesNo yield to the dead! Never stab the fighter when he's down. Where's the glory, killing the dead twice over?
SophoclesOh child, may you be happier than your father, but in all other respects alike. And then you would not be bad.
Sophocles