If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same.

Brother, thy tail hangs down behind.

San Francisco has only one drawback—‘tis hard to leave.

There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and woman to fill our day; But when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers & Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

You sometimes see a woman who would have made a Joan of Arc in another century and climate, threshing herself to pieces over all the mean worry of housekeeping.

Oh East is East and West is West and never the twain shall meet.

Once there was The People - Terror gave it birth.