A coward turns away, but a brave man's choice is danger.
Let a man accept his destiny, No pity and no tears.
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
O virtue, I have followed you through life, and find you at last but a shade.
Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm; great good fortune comes to failure in the end. All is change; all yields its place and goes; to persevere, trusting in what hopes he has, is courage in a man. The coward despairs.
Who then will dare to say I'm weak or timid? No, they'll say I'm loyal as a friend, ruthless as a foe, so much like a hero destined for glory.