It Is The Bold Man Who Every

I Say No Wealth Is Worth My Life.

Why So Much Grief For Me? No Man Will Hurl Me Down To Death, Against My Fate. And Fate? No One Alive Has Ever Escaped It, Neither Brave Man Nor Coward, I Tell You - It’s Born With Us The Day That We Are Born.

Whatever Day Makes Man A Slave, Takes Half His Worth Away.

Even When Someone Battles Hard, There Is An Equal Portion For One Who Lingers Behind, And In The Same Honor Are Held Both The Coward And The Brave Man; The Idle Man And He Who Has Done Much Meet Death Alike.

I Too Shall Lie In The Dust When I Am Dead, But Now Let Me Win Noble Renown.