The Heads Of Strong Old Age Are

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

Meteors Are Not Needed Less Than Mountains: Shine, Perishing Republic.

And You, America, That Passion Made You. You Were Not Born To Prosperity, You Were Born To Love Freedom. You Did Not Say "en Masse," You Said "independence." But We Cannot Have All The Luxuries And Freedom Also.

The Tides Are In Our Veins.

Still The Mind Smiles At Its Own Rebellions.