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A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might read more
A hero is born among a hundred, a wise man is found among a thousand, but an accomplished one might not be found even among a hundred thousand men
He's of stature somewhat low--
Your hero always should be tall, you know.
He's of stature somewhat low--
Your hero always should be tall, you know.
As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
As you get older it is harder to have heroes, but it is sort of necessary
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart
One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
The hero is the world-man, in whose heart
One passion stands for all, the most indulged.
Each man is a hero and an oracle to somebody, and to that person
whatever he says has an read more
Each man is a hero and an oracle to somebody, and to that person
whatever he says has an enhanced value.
The idol of to-day pushes the hero of yesterday out of our
recollection, and will, in turn, be supplanted read more
The idol of to-day pushes the hero of yesterday out of our
recollection, and will, in turn, be supplanted by his successor
of to-morrow.
A man must indeed be a hero to appear such in the eyes of his
valet.
[Fr., Il read more
A man must indeed be a hero to appear such in the eyes of his
valet.
[Fr., Il faut etre bien heros pour l'etre aux yeux de son
valet-de-chambre.]
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon, but they are all unmourned,
and consigned to oblivion, because they had no bard read more
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon, but they are all unmourned,
and consigned to oblivion, because they had no bard to sing their
praises.
[Lat., Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona
Multi: sed omnes illacrimabiles
Urgentur, ignotique longa
Nocte, carent quia vate sacro.]
But to the hero, when his sword
Has won the battle for the free,
Thy voice sounds read more
But to the hero, when his sword
Has won the battle for the free,
Thy voice sounds like a prophet's word,
And in its hollow tones are heard
The thanks of millions yet to be.