The truly brave,
When they behold the brave oppressed with odds,
Are touched with a desire to shield and save:--
A mixture of wild beasts and demi-gods
Are they--now furious as the sweeping wave,
Now moved with pity; even as sometimes nods
The rugged tree unto the summer wind,
Compassion breathes along the savage mind.
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Song of the brave, how thrills thy tone
As when the Organ's music rolls;
No gold rewards, read more
Song of the brave, how thrills thy tone
As when the Organ's music rolls;
No gold rewards, but song alone,
The deeds of great and noble souls.
[Ger., Hoch klingt das Lied vom braven Mann,
Wie Orgelton und Glockenklang;
Wer hohes Muths sich ruhmen kann
Den lohnt nicht Gold, den lohnt Gesang.]
Bravery is believing in yourself, and that thing nobody can teach you.
Bravery is believing in yourself, and that thing nobody can teach you.
God himself favors the brave.
[Lat., Audentes deus ipse juvat.]
God himself favors the brave.
[Lat., Audentes deus ipse juvat.]
O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
Ashamed to meet the eyes of other men.
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O friends, be men; so act that none may feel
Ashamed to meet the eyes of other men.
Think each one of this children and his wife,
His home, his parents, living yet and dead.
For them, the absent ones, I supplicate,
And bid you rally here, and scorn to fly.
The brave man seeks not popular applause,
Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause;
Unsham'd, though foil'd, read more
The brave man seeks not popular applause,
Nor, overpower'd with arms, deserts his cause;
Unsham'd, though foil'd, he does the best he can,
Force is of brutes, but honor is of man.
There is no such thing as bravery; only degrees of fear.
There is no such thing as bravery; only degrees of fear.
The coward calls the brave man rash, the rash man calls him a coward.
The coward calls the brave man rash, the rash man calls him a coward.
The god-like hero sate
On his imperial throne:
His valiant peers were placed around,
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The god-like hero sate
On his imperial throne:
His valiant peers were placed around,
Their brows with roses and with myrtles bound
(So should desert in arms be crowned).
The lovely Thais by his side,
Sate like a blooming Eastern bride
In flower of youth and beauty's pride.
Happy, happy, happy pair!
None but the brave,
None but the brave,
None but the brave deserve the fair.
The brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
The brave
Love mercy, and delight to save.
