Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and
unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they read more

Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and
unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they are without a
divine poet (to chronicle their deeds).
[Lat., Vixere fortes ante Agamemnona
Multi; sed omnes illacrimabiles
Urguentur ignotique sacro.]

The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and read more

The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding, go out to meet it.

Moral excellence comes about as a result of habit. We become just by doing just acts, temperate by doing temperate read more

Moral excellence comes about as a result of habit. We become just by doing just acts, temperate by doing temperate acts, brave by doing brave acts.

True bravery is shown by performing without witness what one
might be capable of doing before all the world!

True bravery is shown by performing without witness what one
might be capable of doing before all the world!

Then rush'd to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, but left the shield.

Then rush'd to meet the insulting foe;
They took the spear, but left the shield.

Bravery is believing in yourself, and that thing nobody can teach you.

Bravery is believing in yourself, and that thing nobody can teach you.

Brave men are brave from the very first.
[Fr., Les hommes valeureux le sont au premier coup.]

Brave men are brave from the very first.
[Fr., Les hommes valeureux le sont au premier coup.]

A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.

A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.

The truly brave,
When they behold the brave oppressed with odds,
Are touched with a desire to read more

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.