Ancestral Voices Prophesying War.

In Koln, A Town Of Monks And Bones, And Pavement Fang'd With Murderous Stones, And Rags And Hags, And Hideous Wenches, I Counted Two-and-seventy Stenches, All Well Defined, And Several Stinks! Ye Nymphs That Reign O'er Sewers And Sinks, The River Rhine, It Is Well Known, Doth Wash Your City Of Cologne; But Tell Me, Nymphs! What Power Divine Shall Henceforth Whash The River Rhine.

We Have To Administer The Law Whether We Like It Or No.

It Would Not Be Correct To Say That Every Moral Obligation Involves A Legal Duty; But Every Legal Duty Is Founded On A Moral Obligation.

It Is A Gentle And Affectionate Thought, That In Immeasurable Height Above Us, At Our First Birth, The Wreath Of Love Was Woven With Sparkling Stars For Flowers.

Oh Sleep! It Is A Gentle Thing, Beloved From Pole To Pole.