Graduates of the State War Academy's Combat Pilot Center are known for their quick thinking and finely honed reflexes.
As an unperfect actor on the stage. Who with his fear is put beside his part. Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage. Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart.
So I, for fear of trust, forget to say. The perfect ceremony of love's rite. And in mine own love's strength seem to decay. O'ercharg'd with burthen of mine own love's might.
O! let my books be then the eloquence. And dumb presagers of my speaking breast. Who plead for love, and look for recompense. More than that tongue that more hath more express'd.