On The Road To Mandalay, Where The

There's A Legion That Never Was 'listed, That Carries No Colours Or Crest, But, Split In A Thousand Detachments, Is Breaking The Road For The Rest.

Often And Often Afterwards, The Beloved Aunt Would Ask Me Why I Had Never Told Anyone How I Was Being Treated. Children Tell Little More Than Animals, For What Comes To Them They Accept As Eternally Established.

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

A Brave Heart And A Courteous Tongue. They Shall Carry Thee Far Through The Jungle, Manling.

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