That Music In Itself, Whose Sounds Are

Oh, Christ! It Is A Goodly Sight To See What Heaven Hath Done For This Delicious Land!

Such Partings Break The Heart They Fondly Hope To Heal.

Here's A Sigh To Those Who Love Me,and A Smile To Those Who Hate;and, Whatever Sky's Above Me,here's A Heart For Every Fate.

I Should, Many A Good Day, Have Blown My Brains Out, But For The Recollection That It Would Have Given Pleasure To My Mother-in-law.

Good Work And Joyous Play Go Hand In Hand. When Play Stops, Old Age Begins. Play Keeps You From Taking Life Too Seriously.