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"What serves, craven pretender King, your flight? Forever doomed! Whatever you do, a relentless foe pursues to fight."
[Quo tendis inertem Rex periture, fugam? Nescis heu, perdite! nescis Quem fugias; hostes incurris, dum fugis hostem.]
Philip Gualtier de Lille, Alexandriad, Book V, lines 298-300, c. 1200 [Incidit in Scyllam cupiens vitare Charybdim.]

Alexander Borodin [Prince Igor] — Fly Away On the Wings of the Wind (Улетай на крыльях ветра [Vetra])
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSS2hFsYktg

Ryder: Come on, that's a kid you got there. She's not a threat. Let her go.

Kesh You — Ризамын
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dWV-JUNPK1Y

"Here a horn above me blew So loud that thunder to the noise of it Were weakness. 
Not so loud Orlando's horn Called vainly from the rout that cast away An empire's purpose."
[Ma io senti’ sonare un alto corno, tanto ch’avrebbe ogne tuon fatto fioco... 
Dopo la dolorosa rotta, quando Carlo Magno perdé la santa gesta, non sonò sì terribilmente Orlando.]
Dante, Inferno, Canto XXXI, lines 7-9 [The worst Will seem less dreadful, if I show thee first.]