Nor Dim Nor Red, Like God's Own

I Must Lay Down The Law As I Understand It, And As I Read It In Books Of Authority.

I Feel As If God Had, By Giving The Sabbath, Given Fifty-two Springs In Every Year.

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.

Fear Gives Sudden Instincts Of Skill.

All Men, Even The Most Surly Are Influenced By Affection.