I Have Before Suggested That A Genuine

In Efforts To Soar Above Our Nature, We Invariably Fall Below It.

Blood Was Its Avatar And Its Seal.

Even With The Utterly Lost, To Whom Life And Death Are Equally Jests, There Are Matters Of Which No Jest Can Be Made.

As For Republicanism, No Analogy Could Be Found For It Upon The Face Of The Earth—unless We Except The Case Of The "prairie Dogs," An Exception Which Seems To Demonstrate, If Anything, That Democracy Is A Very Admirable Form Of Government—for Dogs.

Deep In Earth My Love Is Lying And I Must Weep Alone.