Bind Up Their Wounds - But Look

When In That House Mps Divide/if They've A Brain And Cerebellum, Too/they've Got To Leave That Brain Outside/and Vote Just As Their Leaders Tell 'em To.

The Happiest Hour A Sailor Sees Is When He's Down At An Inland Town, With His Nancy On His Knees, Yo Ho! And His Arm Around Her Waist!

When Every Blessed Thing You Have Is Made Of Silver, Or Of Gold, You Long For Simple Pewter.

A Man Is But An Ass Who Fights In A Cuirass

The Privilege And Pleasure That We Treasure Beyond Measure Is To Run On Little Errands For The Ministers Of State.