Life is brief but love is LONG .

Because right is right, to follow right Were wisdom in the scorn of consequence.

For this is England's greatest son, He that gain'd a hundred fights, And never lost an English gun.

Blow trumpet, for the world is white with May.

Nature, red in tooth and claw.

Of happy men that have the power to die, And grassy barrows of the happier dead.

I will take some savage woman, she shall rear my dusky race.