Sam Walter Foss

"We felt the universe wuz safe, an God wuz on his throne."

"There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare."

"Strew gladness on the paths of men— You will not pass this way again."

"The sweet mellifluous milking of the cow."

"He had a startling genius, but somehow it did nt emerge; Always on the evolution of things that would nt evolve; Always verging toward some climax, but he never reached the verge; Always nearing the solution of some theme he could not solve."

"Bring me men to match my mountains, Bring me men to match my plains, Men with empires in their purpose, And new eras in their brains."