Ah! The Clock Is Always Slow; It

A Promise Made Is A Debt Unpaid.

Old Year! Upon The Stage Of Time You Stand To Bow Your Last Adieu; A Moment, And The Prompter's Chime Will Ring The Curtain Down On You.

When Children's Children Shall Talk Of War As A Madness That May Not Be; When We Thank Our God For Our Grief Today, And Blazon From Sea To Sea In The Name Of The Dead The Banner Of Peace ... That Will Be Victory.

His Life, Though None Too Long, Was Never Dull: Of Woman, Wine And Song Bill Had His Full.

I Have An Intense Dislike For Artificial Society. In France, One Could Lead A Free Life - To Do What One Wanted To Do Without Interference Or Criticism From One's Neighbors.