He Who Can Reach A Child's Heart

No One As Yet Has Approached The Management Of New York In A Proper Spirit; That Is To Say, Regarding It As The Shiftless Outcome Of Squalid Barbarism And Reckless Extravagance. No One Is Likely To Do So, Because Reflections On The Long Narrow Pig-trough Are Construed As Malevolent Attacks Against The Spirit And Majesty Of The American People, And Lead To Angry Comparisons.

Let All Who Build Beware The Load, The Shock, The Pressure Material Can Bear. So, When The Buckled Girder Lets Down The Grinding Span, The Blame Of Loss, Or Murder, Is Laid Upon The Man. Not On The Stuff - The Man!

For Undemocratic Reasons And For Motives Not Of State, They Arrive At Their Conclusions, Largely Inarticulate. Being Void Of Self-expression They Confide Their Views To None; But Sometimes In A Smoking Room, One Learns Why Things Were Done.

Lord God Of Hosts, Be With Us Yet, Lest We Forget--lest We Forget!

We Have Done With Hope And Honour. We Are Lost To Love And Truth, We Are Dropping Down The Ladder Rung By Rung; And The Measure Of Our Torment Is The Measure Of Our Youth. God Help Us, For We Knew The Worst Too Young!