Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?

Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine,
And all, save the spirit of man, is divine?

Ye children of man! whose life is a span
Protracted with sorrow from day to day,
Naked read more

Ye children of man! whose life is a span
Protracted with sorrow from day to day,
Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous,
Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay.

A man is great by deeds, not by birth.

A man is great by deeds, not by birth.

Man,--whose heaven-erected face
The smiles of love adorn,--
Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless read more

Man,--whose heaven-erected face
The smiles of love adorn,--
Man's inhumanity to man
Makes countless thousands mourn!

Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.

Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.

Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes and pompous in the
grave.

Man is a noble animal, splendid in ashes and pompous in the
grave.

If a man constantly aspires is he not elevated?

If a man constantly aspires is he not elevated?

rnA man's got to do what a man's got to do. A woman must do what he can't.

rnA man's got to do what a man's got to do. A woman must do what he can't.

There never was such beauty in another man.
Nature made him, and then broke the mould.
[Fr., read more

There never was such beauty in another man.
Nature made him, and then broke the mould.
[Fr., Non e un si bello in tante altre persone,
Natura il fece, e poi roppa la stampa.]