Ah, Nothing Comes To Us Too Soon

Death Is The Universal Salt Of States; Blood Is The Base Of All Things--law And War.

It Is Fine To Stand Upon Some Lofty Mountain Thought, And Feel The Spirit Stretch Into A View.

See The Sun! God's Crest Upon His Azure Shield, The Heavens.

Walk Boldly And Wisely.... There Is A Hand Above That Will Help You On.

Death, Thou Art Infinite; It Is Life Is Little.