A sovereign's great example forms a people; the public breast is noble or vile as he inspires it.

O grant me, Heaven, a middle state, Neither too humble nor too great; More than enough, for nature's ends, With something left to treat my friends.

Uncertainty! fell demon of our fears! The human soul that can support despair, supports not thee.

What proves the hero truly great,Is never, never to despair.

The wailing owl screams solitary to the mournful moon.

A sovereign's great example forms a people; the public breast is noble or vile as he inspires it.

True valor, on virtue founded strong, meets all events alike.