One murder makes a villain, millions a hero

One murder made a villain, Millions a hero.

War its thousands slays, Peace its ten thousands.

But chiefly Thou, Whom soft-eyed Pity once led down from Heaven To bleed for man, to teach him how to live, And, oh! still harder lesson! how to die.

He who foresees calamities, suffers them twice over

He who foresees calamities, suffers them twice over.