Good sir, it has been conquered--how many times! He shall make the mighty afraid--have they not often trembled with fear and perished by the sword?
He shall fling arrows of just revenge, as if our old earth were not already soaked in the blood of the wicked.

Ah, my David, I wonder not you long for a king of the sword and the arrow.

Revenge is ever the dream of the oppressed.

But I have dreamed of a greater king." "Tell me who ?" "He would be like this love in me," said Vergilius.

"If it were to go abroad--if it were only to find the hearts of the mighty--what, think you, would happen ?" "Ay, if it were to go from friend to friend and from neighbor to neighbor," said the young Jew, "it would indeed conquer the world." "And there would be neither war nor injustice." "Tell me," said David.