Kissing Don't Last: Cookery Do!

Behold The Life At Ease; It Drifts, The Sharpened Life Commands Its Course.

Days, When The Ball Of Our Vision Had Eagles That Flew Unabashed To Sun; When The Graps On The Bow Was Decision, And Arrow And Hand And Eye Were One; When The Pleasures, Like Waves To A Swimmer, Came Heaving For Rapture Ahead! - Invoke Them, They Dwindle, They Glimmer As Lights Over Mounds Of The Dead.

I've Studied Men From My Topsy-turvy Close, And I Reckon, Rather True. Some Are Fine Fellows: Some, Right Scurvy; Most, A Dash Between The Two.

Around The Ancient Track Marched, Rank On Rank, The Army Of Unalterable Law.

She Poured A Little Social Sewage Into His Ears.