Only The Soldier Is A

The Brave Person Thinks Of Himself Last Of All.

Lose Not Yourself In A Far Off Time, Seize The Moment That Is Thine.

As Freely As The Firmament Embraces The World, So Mercy Must Encircle Friend And Foe. The Sun Poursforth Impartially His Beams Through All The Regions Of Infinity; Heaven Bestows The Dew Equally On Every Thirsty Plant. Whatever Is Good And Comes From On High Is Universal And Without Reserve: But In The Heart's Recesses Darkness Dwells.

Gray Hairs Are Death's Blossoms.

Wise To Resolve, Patient To Perform.