Tender, sweet lump of flesh, Building block of civilizations swaddled in innocence, Delicate disguise for vicious souls — tyrants, madmen, killers. Could his mother, forewarned, have strangled the dimpled, infant Hitler in his cradle?...
Sketch: Vol. 41
, Article 6.
Available at: https://lib.dr.iastate.edu/sketch/vol41/iss3/6