Thus People--so It Seems To Me-- Become

Moral Maxims Are Surprisingly Useful On Occasions When We Can Invent Little Else To Justify Our Actions.

Thus People--so It Seems To Me-- Become Good Friends From Sheer Ennui.

With Womankind, The Less We Love Them, The Easier They Become To Charm.

In This, Our Age Of Infamy Man's Choice Is But To Be A Tyrant, Traitor, Prisoner: No Other Choice Has He.

To Love All Ages Yield Surrender; But To The Young It's Raptures Bring A Blessing Bountiful And Tender- As Storms Refresh The Fields Of Spring.