These passions of soul, these conflicts so fierce, will cease, and be repressed by the casting of a little dust.
Yield not to calamity, but face her boldly.
That man is the most loyal who aims at the noblest motive, and that motive the public good.
Sing in me, muse, of arms and a man, who first from the shores of Troy.
Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy.
Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.