Delusive Hope Still Points To Distant Good.

Toil, Says The Proverb, Is The Sire Of Fame.

My Tongue Swore, But My Mind Was Still Unpledged.

Forgive, Son; Men Are Men; They Needs Must Err.

Arm Yourself, My Heart: The Thing That You Must Do Is Fearful, Yet Inevitable.

Courage May Be Taught As A Child Us Taught To Speak.