Ne’er for naught
If but a thought,
To venture find
A level ground,
To not let down
One we ought not,
No matter what
Efforts disposed,
If not so found
For final round,
We be for naught!
Poetry on a canapé
A journey through Jean-Jacques Fournier's poetry
Poetry on a canapé 
BTW, never shave your beard and moustache! You must be very proud wearing them, that’s the appearance of the Mountaineers, the only people who could become and train wizards in antiquity…:)