Why Fight For A Flag When You

The Ant's A Centaur In His Dragon World.

See, They Return; Ah, See The Tentative Movements, And The Slow Feet, The Trouble In The Pace And The Uncertain Wavering! See, They Return, One, And By One, With Fear, As Half-awakened; As If The Snow Should Hesitate And Murmur In The Wind, And Half Turn Back.

What Thou Lov'st Well Is Thy True Heritage.

Somebody Said That I Am The Last American Living The Tragedy Of Europe.

A Great Age Of Literature Is Perhaps Always A Great Age Of Translations.