Deerstalking Would Be A Very Fine Sport

Love, Unrequited, Robs Me Of My Rest: Love, Hopeless Love, My Ardent Soul Encumbers: Love, Nightmare-like, Lies Heavy On My Chest, And Weaves Itself Into My Midnight Slumbers!

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.

I Am The Captain Of The Pinafore ; And A Right Good Captain Too! . . . . And I'm Never, Never Sick At Sea! What, Never? No, Never! What Never? Hardly Ever! He's Hardly Ever Sick At Sea! Then Give Three Cheers, And One Cheer More, For The Hardy Captain Of The Pinafore!

I Accept Refreshment At Any Hands, However Lowly.