Peace, plenty, and contentment reign throughout our borders, and our beloved country presents a sublime moral spectacle to the world...

Peace, plenty, and contentment reign throughout our borders, and our beloved country presents a sublime moral spectacle to the world...

History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

Posterity: you will never know how much it has cost my generation to preserve your freedom. I hope you will read more

Posterity: you will never know how much it has cost my generation to preserve your freedom. I hope you will make good use of it.

France is delighted at this new opportunity to show the world that when one has the will one can succeed read more

France is delighted at this new opportunity to show the world that when one has the will one can succeed in joining peoples who have been brought close by history.

Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they read more

Now stiff on a pillar with a phallic air nelson stylites in Trafalgar square reminds the British what once they were.

What want these outlaws conquerors should have
But History's purchased page to call them great?

What want these outlaws conquerors should have
But History's purchased page to call them great?

History teaches us that whenever a weak and ignorant people possess a thing which a strong and enlightened people want, read more

History teaches us that whenever a weak and ignorant people possess a thing which a strong and enlightened people want, it must be yielded up peaceably.

History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.

History repeats itself, first as tragedy, second as farce.

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the read more

In my dreams I hear again the crash of guns, the rattle of musketry, the strange, mournful mutter of the battlefield.