Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean.
The muse does not allow the praise-de-serving here to die: she enthrones him in the heavens.
Money amassed either serves us or rules us.
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.
Be modest in speech, but excel in action.
Deep in the cavern of the infant's breast; the father's nature lurks, and lives anew.