It Is The Bold Man Who Every

Whoever Among Men Who Walk The Earth Has Seen These Mysteries Is Blessed, But Whoever In Uninitiated And Has Not Received His Share Of The Rite, He Will Not Have The Same Lot As The Others, Once He Is Dead And Dwells In The Mould Where The Sun Goes Down.

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.

Shoulder-to-shoulder, Swing To The Work, We Must - Just Two As We Are - If We Hope To Make Some Headway. The Worst Cowards, Banded Together, Have Their Power, But You And I Have Got The Skill To Fight Their Best.

Evil Deeds Do Not Prosper; The Slow Man Catches Up With The Swift.

Always To Be Best, And Distinguished Above The Rest.