Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.

Cowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.

O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.

I strive to mould circumstances to myself, not myself to
circumstances.

I strive to mould circumstances to myself, not myself to
circumstances.

God helps those who help themselves.

God helps those who help themselves.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

Good hay, sweet hay, hath no fellow.

I know not which way to turn. [I am in a quandary.]

I know not which way to turn. [I am in a quandary.]

Seeming genial, venial fault.

Seeming genial, venial fault.

There's no such conquering weapon as the necessity of conquering.

There's no such conquering weapon as the necessity of conquering.

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep read more

Heap on more wood! the wind is chill!
But let it whistle as it will,
We'll keep up Christmas merry still.