The Rest Were Vulgar Deaths Unknown To

Be Both A Speaker Of Words And A Doer Of Deeds.

I Should Rather Labor As Another's Serf, In The Home Of A Man Without Fortune, One Whose Livelihood Was Meager, Than Rule Over All The Departed Dead.

Whatever Day Makes Man A Slave, Takes Half His Worth Away.

There Is Nothing Worse For Mortals Than A Wandering Life.

And Bear Unmov'd The Wrongs Of Base Mankind, The Last, And Hardest, Conquest Of The Mind.