He That Is Truly Dedicated To War

Shall I Compare Thee To A Summer's Day? Thou Art More Lovely And More Temperate: Rough Winds Do Shake The Darling Buds Of May, And Summer's Lease Hath All Too Short A Date . . .

Fools Are As Like Husbands As Pilchards Are To Herrings, The Husband's The Bigger.

The Gaudy, Blabbing, And Remorseful Day Is Crept Into The Bosom Of The Sea.

Thou Hast Seen A Farmer's Dog Bark At A Beggar? And The Creature Run From The Cur. There Thou Mightst Behold The Great Image Of Authority-a Dog's Obeyed In Office.

The World Must Be Peopled!