A Good Person, Striving Dimly,

For What One Has In Black And White, One Can Carry Home In Comfort.

One Alone Does Not Help, But Rather He Who Unites With Many At The Right Moment.

Divide And Rule, The Politician Cries; Unite And Lead, Is Watchword Of The Wise.

A Vi'let On The Meadow Grew, That No One Saw, That No One Knew, It Was A Modest Flower. A Shepherdess Pass'd By That Way-- Light Footed, Pretty And So Gay; That Way She Came, Softly Warbling Forth Her Lay.

I Come More And More To The Conclusion That One Must Take The Side Of The Minority Which Is Always The More Intelligent One.