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 As the master so the valet. (Like master, like man.)
 [Fr., Fel maltre, tel valet.]  
 As the master so the valet. (Like master, like man.)
 [Fr., Fel maltre, tel valet.] 
 It hath been an antient custom among them [Hungarians] that none 
should wear a fether but he who had read more 
 It hath been an antient custom among them [Hungarians] that none 
should wear a fether but he who had killed a Turk, to whom onlie 
yt was lawful to shew the number of his slaine enemys by the 
number of fethers in his cappe. 
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
 Hero-worship exists, has existed, and will forever exist, 
universally among Mankind.  
 Hero-worship exists, has existed, and will forever exist, 
universally among Mankind. 
 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. 
Self-trust is the essence of heroism.
Self-trust is the essence of heroism.
 The boy stood on the burning deck
 Whence all but he had fled;
  The flame that lit read more 
 The boy stood on the burning deck
 Whence all but he had fled;
  The flame that lit the battle's wreck,
   Shone round him o'er the dead.
    . . . .
     The flames roll'd on--he would not go
      Without his Father's word;
       That father, faint in death below,
        His voice no longer heard. 
 Hail, Columbia! happy land!
 Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!
  Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause.  
 Hail, Columbia! happy land!
 Hail, ye heroes! heaven-born band!
  Who fought and bled in Freedom's cause. 
 The hero is not fed on sweets,
 Daily his own heart he eats;
  Chambers of the great read more 
 The hero is not fed on sweets,
 Daily his own heart he eats;
  Chambers of the great are jails,
   And head-winds right for royal sails.