Oh! death will find me long before I tire of watching you. >>
A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last >>
Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; a >>
Visit the Navy-Yard, and behold a marine, such a man as an American go >>
That's what an army is -- a mob; they don't fight with courage that's >>
No man will be a sailor who has contrivance enough to get himself into >>
If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.