Servants, When Their Lords No Longer Sway,

It Never Was Our Guise To Slight The Poor, Or Aught Humane Despise.

Restrain Yourself... And Gloat In Silence. I'll Have No Jubilation Here. It Is An Impious Thing To Exult Over The Slain.

The Information Superhighway Showed The Average Person What Some Nerd Thinks About Star Trek.

The Leader, Mingling With The Vulgar Host, Is In The Common Mass Of Matter Lost.

Not Two Strong Men The Enormous Weight Could Raise,- Such Men As Live In These Degenerate Days.