Under The Old Philosophy Which Had Governed

Here Richly, With Ridiculous Display, The Politician's Corpse Was Laid Away. While All Of His Acquaintance Sneered And Slanged I Wept: For I Had Longed To See Him Hanged.

Loss And Possession, Death And Life Are One, There Falls No Shadow Where There Shines No Sun.

Consider In What Way The Industrial System Developed Upon Capitalist Lines. Why Were A Few Rich Men Put With Such Ease Into Possession Of The New Methods? Why Was It Normal And Natural In Their Eyes And In That Of Contemporary Society That Those Who Produced The New Wealth With The New Machinery Should Be Proletarian And Dispossessed?

[a]lways Keep A-hold Of Nurse For Fear Of Finding Something Worse

Is There No Latin Word For Tea? Upon My Soul, If I Had Known That I Would Have Let The Vulgar Stuff Alone.