Thou Knowst The Oer-eager Vehemence Of Youth,how

Because They're Stupid, That's Why. That's Why Everybody Does Everything.

All Men Owe Honor To The Poets - Honor And Awe; For They Are Dearest To The Muse Who Puts Upon Their Lips The Ways Of Life.

Shame Is No Comrade For The Poor, I Weet.

For Love Deceives The Best Of Woman Kind.

Beware The Toils Of War ... The Mesh Of The Huge Dragnet Sweeping Up The World.