Just At The Age 'twixt Boy And

Spangling The Wave With Lights As Vain As Pleasures In The Vale Of Pain, That Dazzle As They Fade.

War Is The Only Game In Which Both Sides Lose.

We Do That In Our Zeal Our Calmer Moment Would Be Afraid To Answer.

Look Not Thou On Beauty's Charming; Sit Thou Still When Kings Are Arming; Taste Not When The Wine-cup Glistens; Speak Not When The People Listens

Tell That To The Marines - The Sailors Won't Believe It.