The American Does Not Drink

Many Wear The Robes, But Few Walk The Way." The Lama In Kim

They Are Fools Who Kiss And Tell'-- Wisely Has The Poet Sung. Man May Hold All Sorts Of Posts If He'll Only Hold His Tongue.

And The First Rude Sketch That The World Had Seen Was Joy To His Mighty Heart, Till The Devil Whispered Behind The Leaves 'it's Pretty, But Is It Art?'

They Shut The Road Through The Woods Seventy Years Ago. Weather And Rain Have Undone It Again, And Now You Would Never Know There Was Once A Road Through The Woods

He Who Faces No Calamity Gains No Courage.