It's Love That Makes The World Go

When In That House Mps Divide/if They've A Brain And Cerebellum, Too/they've Got To Leave That Brain Outside/and Vote Just As Their Leaders Tell 'em To.

Bless Your Heart, They Don't Mind--they're Exceedingly Kind-- They Don't Blame You--as Long As You're Funny!

The Idiot Who Praises, With Enthusiastic Tone, All Centuries But This, And Every Country But His Own.

If You're Anxious To Shine In The High Aesthetic Line As A Man Of Culture Rare, You Must Get Up All The Germs Of The Transcendental Terms, And Plant Them Everywhere.

Posterity Shall Know Of Me Even Less Than I Shall Know Of Posterity.