Of boasting more than of a bomb afraid, A soldier should be modest as a maid.
A dearth of words a woman need not fear; But 'tis a task indeed to learn to hear: In that the skill of conversation lies; That shows and makes you both polite and wise.
It is great and manly to disdain disguise; it shows our spirit and proves our strength.
A foe to God ne'er was true friend to man, Some sinister intent taints all he does.
Who can take Death's portrait? The tyrant never sat.
Like our shadows, our wishes lengthen as our sun declines.