Mellow Nuts Have The Hardest Rind.

It Is The Privilege Of Tale-tellers To Open Their Story In An Inn, The Free Rendezvous Of All Travellers, And Where The Humour Of Each Displays Itself, Without Ceremony Or Restraint.

Each Must Drain His Share Of Pleasure, Share Of Pain.

A Christmas Gambol Oft Could Cheer The Poor Man's Heart Through Half The Year.

To The Timid And Hesitating Everything Is Impossible Because It Seems So.

Soldier, Rest! Thy Warfare O'er, Sleep The Sleep That Knows Not Breaking, Dream Of Battled Fields No More. Days Of Danger, Nights Of Waking.