One to destroy, is murder by the law; and gibbets keep the lifted hand in awe; to murder thousands, takes a specious name, 'War's glorious art', and gives immortal fame.
A dedication is a wooden leg.
Truth never was indebted to a lie
Be wise to-day; 't is madness to defer.
Of boasting more than of a bomb afraid, A soldier should be modest as a maid.
Early, bright, transient, chaste as morning dew, She sparkled, was exhaled, and went to heaven.