Short Is My Date, But Deathless My

Will Cast The Spear And Leave The Rest To Jove.

Know From The Bounteous Heaven All Riches Flow.

Too Many Kings Can Ruin An Army

Zeus It Seems Has Given Us From Youth To Old Age A Nice Ball Of Wool To Wind-nothing But Wars Upon Wars Until We Shall Perish Every One.

Once You Go Vatican, You Never Go Back Again.