Poor Dull Concord. Nothing Colorful Has Come

Jo Began To Dance A Jig,...amy Nearly Fell Out Of The Window In Her Surprise, And Meg Exclaimed, With Uplifted Hands, 'well I Do Believe The World Is Coming To An End!

Don't Try To Make Me Grow Up Before My Time.

Remember That Frost Comes Latest To Those That Bloom The Highest.

People Want To Be Amused, Not Preached At, You Know. Morals Don't Sell Nowadays.

Oft In The Silence Of The Night, When The Lonely Moon Rides High, When Wintry Winds Are Whistling, And We Hear The Owl's Shrill Cry, In The Quiet, Dusky Chamber, By The Flickering Firelight, Rising Up Between Two Sleepers, Comes A Spirit All In White.