And last of all an Admiral came, A terrible man with a terrible name,- A name which you all know by sight very well, But which no one can speak, and no one can spell.
Robert Southey (1774 - 1843)
Source: The March to Moscow. Stanza 8.
Contributed by: Zaady
It is not for man to rest in absolute contentment. He is born to hopes and aspirations as the sparks fly upward, unless he has brutified his nature and quenched the spirit of immortality which is his portion.
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