The Melancholy Joys Of Evils Pass'd, For

Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They Have Eerie Powers.

Not At All Similar Are The Race Of The Immortal Gods And The Race Of Men Who Walk Upon The Earth.

A Sympathetic Friend Can Be Quite As Dear As A Brother.

The Gods Give To Mortals Not Everything At The Same Time.

It Is Tedious To Tell Again Tales Already Plainly Told.