Silence alone is noble - weakness remains. O traveller I understand you well, Your final gaze went to my very soul. Saying: "With all your being you must strive...With strength and purpose and with all your thought...To gain that high degree of stoic pride... To which, although a beast I have aspired. Weeping or praying - all this is in vain. Shoulder your long and energetic task, The way that Destiny sees fit to ask, Then suffer and so die without complaint."
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