Look, then, into thine heart, and write!

Where'er a noble deed is wrought, Where'er is spoken a noble thought, Our hearts in glad surprise To higher levels rise.

He that respects himself is safe from others. He wears a coat of mail that none can pierce.

The course of my long life hath reached at last in fragile bark over a tempestuous sea the common harbor, where must rendered be account for all the actions of the past.

O beautiful, awful summer day, what hast thou given, what taken away?

Let us, then, be what we are; speak what we think; and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth.

Sail on, O Ship of State! Sail on, O Union, strong and great.