I Would Hold The Rosy, Slender Fingers

I Could I Trust Starve Like A Gentleman. It's Listed As Part Of The Poetic Training, You Know.

The Curse Of Me And My Nation Is That We Always Think Things Can Be Bettered By Immediate Action Of Some Sort, Any Sort Rather Than No Sort.

No Teacher Has Ever Failed From Ignorance. That Is Empiric Professional Knowledge. Teachers Fail Because They Cannot `handle The Class.' Real Education Must Ultimately Be Limited To Men How Insist On Knowing, The Rest Is Mere Sheep-herding.

Usura Slayeth The Child In The Womb It Stayeth The Young Man's Courting It Hath Brought Palsey To Bed, Lyeth Between The Young Bride And Her Bridegroom

The Difference Between A Gun And A Tree Is A Difference Of Tempo. The Tree Explodes Every Spring.