“And Caesar's spirit, raging for revenge,With Ate by his side come hot from hell,Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war,That this foul deed shall smell above the earthWith carrion men, groaning for burial.”
“Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!”
“Sit by my side, and let the world slip: we shall ne'er be younger.”
“Child of lightning, beware the earth,The giants' revenge the seven shall birth,The forge and the dove shall break the cage,And death unleash through Hera's rage.”
“Carry me back to land, Goldilocks, or cry havoc and let loose the slithering Dobermans of war!”
“Twelve years earlier “And then shall that Wicked be revealed, whom the Lord shall consume with the spirit of his mouth, and shall destroy with the brightness of his coming.” Thessalonians 2:8”