Spur Not An Unbroken Horse; Put Not

Well, Then--our Course Is Chosen--spread The Sail-- Heave Oft The Lead, And Mark The Soundings Well-- Look To The Helm, Good Master--many A Shoal Marks This Stern Coast, And Rocks, Where Sits The Siren Who, Like Ambition, Lures Men To Their Ruin.

Those Who Follow The Banners Oreason Are Like The Well-disciplined Battalions Which, Wearing A More Sober Uniform And Making A Less Dazzling Show Than The Light Troops Commanded By Imagination, Enjoy More Safety, And Even More Honor, In The Conflicts Ohuman Life.

Hail To The Chief Who In Triumph Advances!

The Race Of Mankind Would Perish Did They Cease To Aid Each Other. We Cannot Exist Without Mutual Help. All Therefore That Need Aid Have A Right To Ask It From Their Fellow-men; And No One Who Has The Power Of Granting Can Refuse It Without Guilt.

It Is More Difficult To Look Upon Victory Than Upon Battle.