The Privilege And Pleasure That We Treasure

He Led His Regiment From Behind. He Found It Less Exciting.

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

The Happiest Hour A Sailor Sees Is When He's Down At An Inland Town, With His Nancy On His Knees, Yo Ho! And His Arm Around Her Waist!

Love, Unrequited, Robs Me Of My Rest: Love, Hopeless Love, My Ardent Soul Encumbers: Love, Nightmare-like, Lies Heavy On My Chest, And Weaves Itself Into My Midnight Slumbers!

Roll On, Thou Ball, Roll On! Through Pathless Realms Of Space, Roll On!