His resolve is not to seem the bravest, but to be.

I pray for no more youth To perish before its prime; That Revenge and iron-heated War May fade with all that has gone before Into the night of time.

Everyone is ready to speak ill of a stranger.

. . . it is yours women's to be silent and stay within doors.

Search well and be wise, nor believe that self-willed pride will ever be better than good counsel.

Be it mine to draw from wisdom's fount, pure as it flows, that calm of soul which virtue only knows.

Better to die on your feet than live on your knees.