cskazmer: still eager to leave at once and hurry back to your own home
cskazmer: what he greatly thought, he nobly dared
cskazmer: it is a wise child that knows his own father
cskazmer: now i shall go to our estate with its many orchards
cskazmer: you have nobody to thank for your troubles — nobody but yourself, that is
cskazmer: not a wild beast in the forest that could get away when he was once on its tracks
cskazmer: the wind flew howling forth and raised a storm that carried us weeping out to sea
cskazmer: they threw the tongues of the victims into the fire
cskazmer: is he gone to the wars and will he be a great soldier
cskazmer: Welcome to Homer City