War Is An Ill Thing, As I

The Tumalt And Shouting Dies, The Captains And The Kings Depart. Still Stands Thine Ancient Sacrifice, An Humble And A Contrite Heat. Lord God Of Hosts, Be With Us Yet, Lest We Forget, Lest We Forget.

I've A Neater, Sweeter Maiden In A Cleaner, Greener Land!

The Python Dropped His Head Lightly For A Moment On Mowgli's Shoulders. "a Brave Heart And A Courteous Tongue," Said He. "they Shall Carry Thee Far Through The Jungle, Manling. But Now Go Hence Quickly With Thy Friends. Go And Sleep, For The Moon Sets And What Follows It Is Not Well That Thou Shouldst See.

Who Has Smelled The Woodsmoke At Twilight, Who Has Seen The Campfire Burning, Who Is Quick To Read The Noises Of The Night?

Adam Was A Gardener, And God, Who Made Him, Sees That Half Of All Good Gardening Is Done Upon The Knees.