For Love Will Still Be Lord Of

When Thinking About Companions Gone, We Feel Ourselves Doubly Alone.

Hail To The Chief Who In Triumph Advances!

For Monarchs Seldom Sigh In Vain.

Cats Are A Very Mysterious Kind Of Folk. There Is Always More Passing In Their Minds Than We Are Aware Of.

Hard Toil Can Roughen Form And Face, And Want Call Quench The Eye's Bright Grace.