'tis Best To Weigh The Enemy More

Virtue Is Bold, And Goodness Never Fearful.

Bid Me Run, And I Will Strive With Things Impossible.

Farewell The Plumed Troop, And The Big Wars That Make Ambition Virtue! O, Farewell! Farewell The Neighing Steed And The Shrill Trump, The Spirit-stirring Drum, Th' Ear-piercing Fife, The Royal Banner, And All Quality, Pride, Pomp, And Circumstance Of Glorious War!

Simply The Thing That I Am Shall Make Me Live.

These Signs Have Marked Me Extraordinary, And All The Courses Of My Life Do Show I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.