Life is like a chariot-wheel that ever rolls along.
And last of all comes death.
How the waves of the sea kiss the shore!
War spares not the brave, but the cowardly.
He who has a mind to fight, let him fight, for now is the time.
Today is ours; what do we fear? Today is ours: we have it here. Let's treat it kindly, that it may Wish at least with us to stay.