The Icy Precepts Of Respect.

Men In Rage Strike Those That Wish Them Best.

Those Friends Thou Hast, And Their Adoption Tried, Grapple Them To Thy Soul With Hoops Of Steel; But Do Not Dull Thy Palm With Entertainment Of Each New-hatch'd, Unfledg'd Comrade.

Our Thoughts Are Ours, Their Ends None Of Our Own

Once More Unto The Breach, Dear Friends, Once More; Or Close The Wall With Our English Dead.

Thou Weigh'st Thy Words Before Thou Givest Them Breath.