For The Female Of The Species Is

Of All The Trees That Grow So Fair Old England To Adorn, Greater Are None Beneath The Sun Than Oak, And Ash And Thorn.

Fill The Unforgiving Minute With Sixty Seconds Worth Of Distance Run.

I Am By Nature A Dealer In Words, And Words Are The Most Powerful Drug Known To Humanity.

Not Only Do Words Infect, Egotize, Narcotize, And Paralyze, But They Enter Into And Colour The Minutest Cells Of The Brain. . . .

The Beasts Are Very Wise, Their Mouths Are Clean Of Lies, They Talk One To The Other, Bullock To Bullock Brothers Resting After Their Labors, Each In Stall With His Neighbors, But Man With Goad And Whip, Breaks Up Their Fellowship, Shouts In Their Silky Ears Filling Their Soul With Fears. When He Has Plowed The Land, He Says: "they Understand." But The Beasts In Stall Together, Freed From The Yoke And Tether, Say As The Torn Flank Smoke: "nay, 'twas The Whip That Spoke."