Who then is free? The one who wisely is lord of themselves, who neither poverty, death or captivity terrify, who is strong to resist his appetites and shun honors, and is complete in themselves smooth and round like a globe
I have erected amonument more lasting than bronze.
Riches with their wicked inducements increase; nevertheless, avarice is never satisfied.
To have begun is half the job; be bold and be sensible.
Sweet and glorious it is to die for our country.
And take back ill-polished stanzas to the anvil.