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We Have Done With Hope And Honour. We Are Lost To Love And Truth, We Are Dropping Down The Ladder Rung By Rung; And The Measure Of Our Torment Is The Measure Of Our Youth. God Help Us, For We Knew The Worst Too Young!

-Rudyard Kipling

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We Have Done With Hope And Honour. We Are Lost To Love And Truth, We Are Dropping Down The Ladder Rung By Rung; And The Measure Of Our Torment Is The Measure Of Our Youth. God Help Us, For We Knew The Worst Too Young!

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There Rise Her Timeless Capitals Of Empires Daily Born, Whose Plinths Are Laid At Midnight And Whose Streets Are Packed At Morn; And Here Come Tired Youths And Maids That Feign To Love Or Sin In Tones Like Rusty Razor Blades To Tunes Like Smitten Tin.

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The Tumalt And Shouting Dies, The Captains And The Kings Depart. Still Stands Thine Ancient Sacrifice, An Humble And A Contrite Heat. Lord God Of Hosts, Be With Us Yet, Lest We Forget, Lest We Forget.

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For All We Take We Must Pay, But The Price Is Cruel High.

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A People Always Ends By Resembling Its Shadow.

He Became An Officer And A Gentleman, Which Is An Enviable Thing.

When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted And The Tubes Are Twisted And Dried, When The Oldest Colours Have Faded, And The Youngest Critic Has Died, We Shall Rest, And, Faith, We Shall Need It Lie Down For An Aeon Or Two, Till The Master Of All Good Workmen Shall Put Us To Work Anew!

No One Thinks Of Winter When The Grass Is Green.

The American Has No Language, He Has A Dialect, Slang, Provincialism, Accent And So Forth

If You Can Meet Success And Failure And Treat Them Both As Impostors, Then You Are A Balanced Man, My Son.

Success And Failure

For The Strength Of The Pack Is The Wolf, And The Strength Of The Wolf Is The Pack.

God Help Us For We Knew The Worst Too Young.

I Am The Cat Who Walks By Himself, And All Places Are Alike To Me.

The First Condition Of Understanding A Foreign Country Is To Smell It.

No Doubt But Ye Are The People - Absolute, Strong And Wise; Whatever Your Hear Has Desired Ye Have Not Withheld From Your Eyes. On Your Own Heads, In Your Own Hands, The Sin And The Saving Lies!

Who Has Smelled The Woodsmoke At Twilight, Who Has Seen The Campfire Burning, Who Is Quick To Read The Noises Of The Night?

I Keep Six Honest Serving Men (they Taught Me All I Knew); Theirs Names Are What And Why And When And How And Where And Who.

But Remember Please, The Law By Which We Live, We Are Not Built To Comprehend A Lie, We Can Neither Love Nor Pity Nor Forgive. If You Make A Slip In Handling Us You Die.

If I Were Dammed Of Body And Soul, I Know Whose Prayers Would Make Me Whole, Mother O' Mine O Mother O' Mine.

Never Look Backwards Or You'll Fall Down The Stairs.

Humble Because Of Knowledge; Mighty By Sacrifice.

Take Up The White Man's Burden -- Send Forth The Best Ye Breed -- Go, Bind Your Sons To Exile To Serve Your Captives Need.

He Will Kill Mice And He Will Be Kind To Babies...but When The Moon Gets Up And The Night Comes, He Is The Cat That Walks By Himself.

Each Dog Barks In His Own Yard!

Everyone Is More Or Less Mad On One Point.

Brother, Thy Tail Hangs Down Behind.

If You Can Wait, And Not Be Tired By Waiting ... If You Can Dream, And Not Make Dreams Your Master; If You Can Think, And Not Make Thoughts Your Aim; If You Can Meet With Triumph And Disaster, And Treat Those Two Impostors Just The Same; ... Yours Is The Earth And Everything That's In It...

But Till We Are Built Like Angels, With Hammer And Chisel And Pen, We Will Work For Ourself And A Woman, Forever And Ever, Amen.

A Thin Grey Fog Hung Over The City, And The Streets Were Very Cold; For Summer Was In England.

One Learns More From A Good Scholar In A Rage Than From A Score Of Lucid And Laborious Drudges.

He Who Can Reach A Child's Heart Can Reach The Worlds Heart.

Call A Truce, Then, To Our Labors - Let Us Feast With Friends And Neighbors, And Be Merry As The Custom Of Our Caste; For If ''faint And Forced The Laughter,'' And If Sadness Follow After, We Are Richer By One Mocking Christmas Past.

All Things Considered, There Are Only Two Kinds Of Men In The World: Those That Stay At Home And Those That Do Not.

When Young Lips Have Drunk Deep Of The Bitter Waters Of Hate, Suspicion And Despair, All The Love In The World Will Not Wholly Take Away That Knowledge. Though It May Turn Darkened Eyes For A While To The Light, And Teach Faith Where No Faith Was.

Hear And Attend And Listen; For This Is What Befell And Be-happened And Became And Was, O My Best Beloved, When The Tame Animals Were Wild. The Dog Was Wild, And The Horse Was Wild, And The Cow Was Wild, And The Sheep Was Wild, And The Pig Was Wild -as Wild As Wild Could Be - And They Walked In The Wet Wild Woods By Their Wild Lones. But The Wildest Of All The Wild Animals Was The Cat. He Walked By Himself And All Places Were Alike To Him

The Guns, Thank God, The Guns.

The Jungle Speaks To Me Because I Know How To Listen.

One Man In A Thousand, Solomon Says. Will Stick More Close Than A Brother. And It's Worth While Seeking Him Half Your Days If You Find Him Before The Other. ---the Thousandth Man

And That After This Is Accomplished, And The Brave New World Begins, When All Men Are Paid For Existing And No Man Must Pay For His Sins.

Brave New World

Now, Don't Be Angry After You've Been Afraid. That's The Worst Kind Of Cowardice.

Let It Be Clearly Understood That The Russian Is A Delightful Person Till He Tucks In His Shirt. As An Oriental He Is Charming. It Is Only When He Insists On Being Treated As The Most Easterly Of Western Peoples Instead Of The Most Westerly Of Easterns That He Becomes A Racial Anomaly Extremely Difficult To Handle.

A Man's Mind Is Wont To Tell Him More Than Seven Watchmen Sitting In A Tower.

We're All Islands Shouting Lies To Each Other Across Seas Of Misunderstanding.

I've Just Read That I Am Dead. Don't Forget To Delete Me From Your List Of Subscribers.

If You Do Not Get What You Want, It Is A Sure Sign That You Did Not Seriously Want It.

When The Cambrian Measures Were Forming, They Promised Perpetual Peace. They Swore, If We Gave Them Our Weapons, That The Wars Of The Tribes Would Cease. But When We Disarmed They Sold Us, And Delivered Us, Bound, To Our Foe, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings Said: "stick To The Devil You Know."

It'is Like A Book, I Think, This Bloomin' World.

It Is Always A Temptation To A Rich And Lazy Nation, To Puff And Look Important And To Say:- 'though We Know We Should Defeat You, We Have Not The Time To Meet You, We Will Therefore Pay You Cash To Go Away.'

Satan Himself Can't Save A Woman Who Wears Thirty-shilling Corsets Under A Thirty-guinea Costume.

Also, We Will Make Promise. So Long As The Blood Endures, I Shall Know That Your Good Is Mine: Ye Shall Feel That My Strength Is Yours: In The Day Of Armageddon, At The Last Great Fight Of All, That Our House Stand Together And The Pillars Do Not Fall.

Ye May Kill For Yourselves, And Your Mates, And Your Cubs As They Need, And Ye Can; But Kill Not For Pleasure Of Killing, And Seven Times Never Kill Man!

I Wasted My Substance, I Know I Did, On Riotous Living, So I Did, But There's Nothing On Record To Show I Did More Than My Betters Have Done.

But He Couldn't Lie If You Paid Him And He'd Starve Before He Stole.

Gentleman-rankers Out On The Spree, Damned From Here To Eternity.

A Woman's Guess Is Much More Accurate Than A Man's Certainty.

Absolute Certainty

Fill The Unforgiving Minute With Sixty Seconds Worth Of Distance Run.

Let Each Man Be Judged By His Deeds, I Have Paid My Price To Live With Myself On The Terms That I Willed.

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

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