The Sole Equality On Earth Is Death.

Nature Means Necessity.

America, Thou Half-brother Of The World; With Something Good And Bad Of Every Land.

Man Is A Military Animal, Glories In Gunpowder, And Loves Parade.

We Must Not Pluck Death From The Maker's Hand.

See The Gold Sunshine Patching, And Streaming And Streaking Across The Gray-green Oaks; And Catching, By Its Soft Brown Beard, The Moss.