The Wordy Tale, Once Told, Were Hard

It Is Not Right To Glory In The Slain

Goddess-nurse Of The Young, Give Ear To My Prayer, And Grant That This Woman May Reject The Love-embraces Of Youth And Dote On Grey-haired Old Men Whose Powers Are Dulled, But Whose Hearts Still Desire.

If You Don't Like Your Job, You Don't Strike! You Just Go In Every Day, And Do It Really Half Assed. That's The American Way.

Steel Itself Oft Lures A Man To Fight.

Wine Can Of Their Wits The Wise Beguile, Make The Sage Frolic, And The Serious Smile