Virtue Proceeds Through Effort.

O Lady, Nobility Is Thine, And Thy Form Is The Reflection Of Thy Nature!

Silence And Chaste Reserve Is Woman's Genuine Praise, And To Remain Quiet Within The House.

Oh, What A Vileness Human Beauty Is; Corroding, Corrupting Everything It Touches.

Evil Men By Their Own Nature Cannot Ever Prosper.

Who Then Will Dare To Say I'm Weak Or Timid? No, They'll Say I'm Loyal As A Friend, Ruthless As A Foe, So Much Like A Hero Destined For Glory.