Shine by the side of every path we tread With such a luster, he that runs may read.

An honest man, close-buttoned to the chin, Broadcloth without, and a warm heart within.

Toll for the brave - The brave! that are no more; All sunk beneath the wave, Fast by their native shore!

I believe no man was ever scolded out of his sins.

Of right and wrong he taught Truths as refined as ever Athens heard; And (strange to tell!) he practised what he preached.

So long as faith with freedom reigns And loyal hope survives, And gracious charity remains To leaven lowly lives; While there is one untrodden tract For intell…

Mas, sea verdad o sueno, obrar bien es lo que importa. Si fuere verdad, por serlo; si no, por ganar amigos para cuando despertemos.