Up on your feet! This is no time to tire! The man who lies asleep will never waken fame, and his desire and all his life drift past him like a dream, and the traces of his memory fade from time like smoke in air, ripples on a stream. Now, therefore, rise. Control your breath, and call upon the strength of soul that wins all battles unless it sink in the grass body's fall. There is a longer ladder yet to climb: this much is not enough. If you understand me, show that you mean to profit from your time.