Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
But fame is theirs - and future days On pillar'd brass shall tell their praise; Shall tell - when cold neglect is dead - "These for their country fought and bled. "
If nothing once, you nothing lose, For when you die you are the same; The space between is but an hour, The frail duration of a flower.
Tobacco surely was designed To poison, and destroy mankind.
They saw their injured country's woe; The flaming town, the wasted field; Then rushed to meet the insulting foe; They took the spear, - but left the shield.
Red serpents, fiery forms, and yelling hags, Fit company for mad adventurers.
And long shall timorous fancy see The painted chief, and pointed spear, And Reason's self shall bow the knee To shadows and delusions here.
I always say you can never be extravagant with beauty. Beauty is God made real. Beauty is life.
I've always had the sensation that people in America are always avant-garde. Very attentive to all the new innovations. But it's very specialized.
I'm sure Alex will be having to get the masseurs in to work on those legs. You feel tired when you're losing but when you are winning it gives you that bit of an edge.
I cant save you, you have to save yourself.