What Thou Lovest Well Remains,

I Ask A Wreathwhich Will Not Crush My Head. And There Is No Hurry About It; I Shall Have, Doubtless, A Boom After My Funeral, Seeing That Long Standing Increases All Things Regardless Of Quality.

'tis Not Need We Know Our Every Thought Or See The Work Shop Where Each Mask Is Wrought Wherefrom We View The World Of Box And Pit, Careless Of Wear, Just So The Mask Shall Fit And Serve Our Jape's Turn For A Night Or Two.

Why Fight For A Flag When You Can Buy One For A Nickel.

Speak Against Unconscious Oppression, Speak Against The Tyranny Of The Unimaginative, Speak Against Bonds.

Learn Of The Green World What Can Be Thy Place In Scaled Invention Or True Artistry