Excessive fear is always powerless.
Who apart from the gods is without pain for his whole lifetime's length?
Truth is always the first casualty of war.
From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow.
But I will place this carefully fed pig Within the crackling oven; and, I pray, What nicer dish can e'er be given to man.
Be it mine to draw from wisdom's fount, pure as it flows, that calm of soul which virtue only knows.