51. You were not meant to struggle from your birth,
To skulk and creep, and in mean pathways range;
Act with stern truth, large faith, and loving will,
Up and be doing.
J. R. Lowell.
52. Gentleman.—To die 'midst flame and smoke,
And shout, and groan, and sabre stroke,
And death-shots falling thick and fast
As lightning from the mountain cloud.
Halleck.