The Earth, That Is Nature's Mother, Is

Our Peace Shall Stand As Firm As Rocky Mountains.

Some Men There Are Love Not A Gaping Pig, Some That Are Mad If They Behold A Cat, And Others When The Bagpipe Sings I The Nose Cannot Contain Their Urine.

There's Rosemary And Rue. These Keep Seeming And Savor All The Winter Long. Grace And Remembrance Be To You.

Though It Make The Unskillful Laugh, Cannot But Make The Judicious Grieve.

Thoughts Are But Dreams Till Their Effects Are Tried.