If You Do Not Get What You

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

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

All The People Like Us Are We, And Everyone Else Is They.

What Is A Woman That You Forsake Her, And The Hearth-fire And The Home-acre, To Go With The Old Grey Widow-maker?

It Thrilled Through Him When He First Felt The Keel Answer To His Hand On The Spokes And Slide Over The Long Hollows As The Foresail Scythed Back And Forth Against The Blue Sky.