In The Beds Which The Piety Of

There Is No French Town In Which The Wounds Inflicted On The Battle-field Are Not Bleeding.

In The Beds Which The Piety Of The Public Has Prepared On Every Side, Stricken Men Await The Verdict Of Fate.

A Library Is That Venerable Place Where Men Preserve The History Of Their Experience, Their Tentative Experiments, Their Discoveries, And Their Plans... In Books May Be Found The Recipes For Daily Living - The Prescriptions For The Mind And The Heart.

The Swimmer Adrift On The Open Seas Measures His Strength, And Strives With All His Muscles To Keep Himself Afloat. But What Is He To Do When There Is No Land On The Horizon, And None Beyond It?

Let Us Lose None Of Their Humble Words, Let Us Note Their Slightest Gestures, And Tell Me, Tell Me That We Will Think Of Them Together, Now And Later, When We Realise The Misery Of The Times And The Magnitude Of Their Sacrifice.