I Courted Fame But As A Spur

The Wailing Owl Screams Solitary To The Mournful Moon.

I Courted Fame But As A Spur To Brave And Honest Deeds; Who Despises Fame Will Soon Renounce The Virtues That Deserve It.

True Valor, On Virtue Founded Strong, Meets All Events Alike.

O Grant Me, Heaven, A Middle State, Neither Too Humble Nor Too Great; More Than Enough, For Nature's Ends, With Something Left To Treat My Friends.

What Proves The Hero Truly Great,is Never, Never To Despair.