A Sneer Is The Weapon Of The

Earth's Biggest Country 's Gut Her Soul, An' Risen Up Earth's Greatest Nation.

The Material Of Thought Re-acts Upon The Thought Itself.

This Goin' Ware Glory Waits Ye Haint One Agreeable Feetur.

New Occasions Teach New Duties, Time Makes Ancient Good Uncouth; They Must Upward Still And Onward, Who Would Keep Abreast Of Truth.

And The Poorest Twig On The Elm-tree Was Ridged Inch Deep With Pearl.