Meat Eaten Without Either Mirth Or Music

We Build Statues Out Of Snow, And Weep To See Them Melt.

As Hope And Fear Alternate Chase Our Course Through Life's Uncertain Race.

Heaven Know Its Time; The Bullet Has Its Billet

For A Laggard In Love, And A Dastard In War, Was To Wed The Fair Ellen Of Lochinvar.

Within That Awful Volume Lies The Mystery Of Mysteries!