Courage! Suffering, When It Climbs Highest, Lasts

High Fortune, This In Man's Eye Is God And More Than God Is This.

I, Schooled In Misery, Know Many Purifying Rites, And I Know Where Speech Is Proper And Where Silence.

Neither A Life Of Anarchy Nor A Life Under A Despot Should You Praise. To All That Lies In The Middle Has A God Given Excellence.

In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In The End This Poison, That He Cannot Trust A Friend.

Truly Upon Mortals Cometh Swift Of Foot Their Evil And His Offence Upon Him That Trespasseth Against Right.