Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!
The storm is master. Man, as a ball, is tossed twixt winds and billows.
Alas! When duty grows thy law, enjoyment fades away.
The world is ruled only by consideration of advantages.
He who neglects the present moment throws away all he has.
The Moor has done his work, the Moor may go.