Men are haunted by the vastness of eternity, and so we ask ourselves,
will our actions echo across the centuries?
Will strangers hear our names, long after we're gone,
and wonder who we were, how bravely we fought, how fiercely we loved?
If they ever tell my story
let them say that I walked with giants.
Men rise and fall like the winter wheat,
but these names will never die.
Let them say I lived in the time of Hector, tamer of horses.
Let them say I lived in the time of Achilles....
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