Real as substance inside?
Both are facts, so leave me dreaming:
If who loses wins I'd
Ever lose,—conjecture,
From one phrase trilled deftly,
All the piece. So, end your lecture,
Let who lied be left lie!
"IMPERANTE AUGUSTO NATUS EST—"
What it was struck the terror into me?
This, Publius: closer! while we wait our turn