Without a sign, his sword the brave man draws, and asks no omen, but his country's cause.
His native home deep imag'd in his soul.
Not two strong men the enormous weight could raise,- Such men as live in these degenerate days.
Not at all similar are the race of the immortal gods and the race of men who walk upon the earth.
There is not any advantage to be won from grim lamentation.
Whatever day Makes man a slave, takes half his worth away.