If Millions Are Born Millions Must Die.

I Have Seen These Ways Of God: I Know Of No Reason For Fire And Change And Torture And The Old Returnings.

There Is No Reason For Amazement: Surely One Always Knew That Cultures Decay, And Life's End Is Death.

The Love Of Freedom Has Been The Quality Of Western Man.

Death's A Fierce Meadowlark: But To Die Having Made / Something More Equal To The Centuries / Than Muscle And Bone, Is Mostly To Shed Weakness.

Justice And Mercy/ Are Human Dreams, They Do Not Concern The Birds Nor The Fish Nor Eternal God.