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"When such a tempest shook the land, How could unguarded Virtue stand? With horror, grief, despair."
Jonathan Swift, Verses on the Death of Dr. Swift, 1731 [The misfortune of best friends does not displease us.]

Powerwolf — We drink your Blood 
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"For who shoots all day at butts that does not sometimes hit the white? ... shouldn't perturb my sound sleep."
[Quis est enim, qui totum diem jaculans non aliquando collineet? ... neque ulla est fere, qua non dormiamus] 
Cicero, De Divinatione, Book II, Chapter 59, #121 [fool makes his Venus-throw, tali outcome is mere chance.]