Cowards Die Many Times Before Their Deaths;

The Will Is Deaf And Hears No Heedful Friends.

Direct Not Him Whose Way Himself Will Choose; 'tis Breath Not Lack'st, And That Breath Wilt Thou Lose.

Can I Go Forward When My Heart Is Here?

We Are Not Ourselves When Nature, Being Oppressed, Commands The Mind To Suffer With The Body.

Corruption Wins Not More Than Honesty. Still In Thy Right Hand Carry Gentle Peace, To Silence Envious Tongues.