There Is Nothing Alive More Agonized Than

The Life, Which Others Pay, Let Us Bestow, And Give To Fame What We To Nature Owe.

Among All Men On The Earth Bards Have A Share Of Honor And Reverence, Because The Muse Has Taught Them Songs And Loves The Race Of Bards.

Good Things Don't End In -eum; They End In -mania Or -teria.

Jove Lifts The Golden Balances That Show The Fates Of Mortal Men, And Things Below.

O Friends, Be Men; So Act That None May Feel Ashamed To Meet The Eyes Of Other Men. Think Each One Of This Children And His Wife, His Home, His Parents, Living Yet And Dead. For Them, The Absent Ones, I Supplicate, And Bid You Rally Here, And Scorn To Fly.