Dear me, I believe I am becoming a god. An emperor ought at least to die on his feet.Collection: Believe
The body of a dead enemy always smells sweet.Collection: Sweet
Riches are well, if gotten well and spent well.Collection: Riches
Dear me! I must be turning into a god.Collection: Funny
Quell rebellion before it spreads.Collection: Rebellion
It becomes an emperor to die standing.Collection: Emperor
Woe is me. Me thinks I'm turning into a god.Collection: Thinking