The Navy Is Very Old And Very

If You Can Think–and Not Make Thoughts Your Aim.

We Have Learned To Whittle The Eden Tree To The Shape Of A Surplice Peg, We Have Learned To Bottle Our Parents Twain In The Yelk Of An Addled Egg. We Know That The Tail Must Wag The Dog, For The Horse Is Drawn By The Cart, But The Devil Whoops, As He Whooped Of Old; It's Clever, But Is It Art?

Ship Me Somewhere East Of Suez, Where The Best Is Like The Worst, Where There Aren't No Ten Commandments An' A Man Can Raisea Thirst.

I Have Seen Something Of This World," She Said Over The Trays, "and There Are But Two Sorts Of Women In It-- Those Who Take The Strength Out Of A Man, And Those Who Put It Back. Once I Was That One, And Now I Am This.

We're All Islands Shouting Lies To Each Other Across Seas Of Misunderstanding.