In Vain Doth Valour Bleed,

Where Shame Is, There Is Also Fear.

Let Us Go Forth And Resolutely Dare With Sweat Of Brow To Toil Our Little Day.

What Can 'scape The Eye Of God, All-seeing, Or Deceive His Heart. Omniscient!

The Sun To Me Is Dark And Silent As The Moon, When She Deserts The Night Hid In Her Vacant Interlunar Cave.

What Honour That, But Tedious Waste Of Time, To Sit And Hear So Many Hollow Compliments And Lies.