The Microbe Is So Very Small You Cannot Make Him Out At All, But Many Sanguine People Hope To See Him Through A Microscope.
Protest Against Industrial Capitalism From One Aspect Or Another Is Universal: So Was The Protest Against The Condition Of European Religion At The Beginning Of The Sixteenth Century.
If We Are To Be Happy, Decent And Secure Of Our Souls: Drink Some Kind Of Fermented Liquor With One's Food; Go On The Water From Time To Time; Dance On Occasions, And Sing In A Chorus.
There Are Few Greater Temptations On Earth Than To Stay Permanently At Oxford In Meditation, And To Read All The Books In The Bodlean.
I Shoot The Hippopotamus With Bullets Made Of Platinum, Because If I Use The Leaden One His Hide Is Sure To Flatten Em.
Child! Do Not Throw This Book About Refrain From The Unholy Pleasure Of Cutting All The Pictures Out! Preserve It As Your Chiefest Treasure.
Matilda Told Such Dreadful Lies, It Made One Gasp And Stretch One's Eyes Her Aunt, Who, From Her Earliest Youth, Had Kept A Strict Regard For Truth, Attempted To Believe Matilda The Effort Very Nearly Killed Her.
The Rich Arrived In Pairs And Also In Rolls Royces; They Talked Of Their Affairs In Loud And Strident Voices... The Poor Arrived In Fords, Whose Features They Resembled; They Laughed To See So Many Lords And Ladies All Assembled. The People In Between Looked Underdone And Harassed, And Our Of Place And Mean, And Horribly Embarrassed.
It Seems To Be Saying Perpetually; 'i Am The End Of The Nineteenth Century; I Am Glad They Built Me Of Iron; Let Me Rust.' ... It Is Like A Passing Fool In A Crowd Of The University, A Buffoon In The Hall; For All The Things In Paris Has Made, It Alone Has Neither Wits Nor Soul.
For No One, In Our Long Decline,so Dusty, Spiteful And Divided,had Quite Such Pleasant Friends As Mine,or Loved Them Half As Much As I Did. [stanza 3]the Library Was Most Inviting:the Books Upon The Crowded Shelveswere Mainly Of Our Private Writing:we Kept A School And Taught Ourselves. [stanza 15]from Quiet Homes And First Beginning,out To The Undiscovered Ends,theres Nothing Worth The Wear Of Winning,but Laughter And The Love Of Friends. [stanza 22]you Do Retain The Song We Set,and How It Rises, Trips And Scans?you Keep The Sacred Memory Yet,republicans? Republicans?[stanza 36]
