A Man's As Old As He's Feeling.

A Sight To Dream Of, Not To Tell!

The Many Men, So Beautiful! And They All Dead Did Lie: And A Thousand Thousand Slimy Things Lived On; And So Did I.

Work Without Hope Draws Nectar In A Sieve, And Hope Without An Object Cannot Live.

He Prayeth Best Who Loveth Best.

Ancestral Voices Prophesying War.