Ruby wine is drunk by knaves, <br />Sugar spends to fatten slaves, <br />Rose and vine-leaf deck buffoons; <br />Thunder-clouds are Jove's festoons, <br />Drooping oft in wreaths of dread, <br />Lightning-knotted round his head; <br />The hero is not fed on sweets, <br />Daily his own heart he eats; <br />Chambers of the great are jails, <br />And head-winds right for royal sails.<br /><br />Ralph Waldo Emerson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heroism-2/
