A Virtuous Name Is The

Vast, Colossal Destiny, Which Raises Man To Fame, Though It May Also Grind Him To Powder!

Who Dares Nothing, Need Hope For Nothing.

As Soon As I Have Begun To Fear I Have Ceased To Fear.

I Feel That I Am A Man Of Destiny.

Joy, Thou Spark From Heav'n Immortal, Daughter Of Elysium! Drunk With Fire, Toward Heaven Advancing Goddess, To Thy Shrine We Come. Thy Sweet Magic Brings Together What Stern Custom Spreads Afar; All Men Become Brothers Where Thy Happy Wing-beats Are.