I'll Seek A Four Leaved Shamrock In

Where's The Snow That Fell The Year That's Fled--where's The Snow?

A Baby Was Sleeping, Its Mother Was Weeping.

I'll Seek A Four Leaved Shamrock In All Thy Fairy Dells, And If I Find The Charmed Leaves, Oh, How I'll Weave My Spells!

How Many Chapters Have Been Written About Love Verses - And How Many More Might Be Written! - Might, Would, Could, Should, Or Ought To Be Written! - I Will Venture To Say, Will Be Written!

Sure The Shovel And Tongs To Each Other Belongs.