Who can be wise, amazed, temperate, and furious, Loyal and neutral, in a moment? No man. . . . who could refrain, That had a heart to love, and in that heart Courage to make his love known?
The purest treasure mortal times afford Is spotless reputation; that away, Men are but gilded loam or painted clay. A jewel in a ten-times-barr'd-up chest Is a bold spirit in a loyal breast. Mine honour is my life; both grow in one; Take honour from me, and my life is done.
Just to be tender, just to be true, Just to be glad, the whole day through, Just to be merciful, just to be mild, Just to be gentle, and kind, and sweet, Just to be helpful with willing feet, Just to be cheerful when things go wrong, Just to drive sadness away with a song, Whether the hour is dark or bright; Just to be loyal to God and right, Just to believe that God knows best, Just in his promises ever to rest- Just to let love be our daily key, That is God's will for you and me.
If joining IBM was commitment, not employment, and the company engaged in something more than business, it had a right to demand of its men unconditional loyalty, Watson believed.
Thomas Watson (1874 - 1956)
Source: Thomas J. Watson in Men–Minutes–Money, a Collection of Excerpts from Talks . . .