It Is More Honorable To Be Raised

Virtue Is Health, Vice Is Sickness.

How Fortune Brings To Earth The Over-sure!

Death Is A Sleep That Ends Our Dreaming. Oh, That We May Be Allowed To Wake Before Death Wakes Us.

For Virtue Only Finds Eternal Fame.

My Flowery And Green Age Was Passing Away, And I Feeling A Chill In The Fires Had Been Wasting My Heart, For I Was Drawing Near The Hillside Above The Grave.