Wars in old times were made to get slaves. The modern implement of imposing slavery is debt.

The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet black bough.

The artist is always beginning.

I think an alliance with Stalin's Russia is rotten.

With Usura With usura hath no man a house of good stone each block cut smooth and well fitting.

Quiet this metal! Let the manes put off their terror, let them put off their aqueous bodies with fire. Let them assume the milk-white bodies of agate. Let them draw together the bones of the metal.

In verse one can take any damn constant one likes, one can alliterate, or assone, or rhyme, or quant, or smack, only one MUST leave the other elements irregular.