Coming Events Cast Their Shadows Before.

What Millions Died That Caesar Might Be Great!

To Live In Hearts We Leave Behind Is Not To Die.

Triumphal Arch, That Fill'st The Sky When Storms Prepare To Part, I Ask Not Proud Philosophy To Teach Me What Thou Art.

Our Purpose Is To Grow Up And Become Love

The Combat Deepens. On, Ye Brave, Who Rush To Glory Or The Grave! Wave, Munich! All Thy Banners Wave, And Charge With All Thy Chivalry!