All Sensible Men Are Of The Same

For The Sin They Do By Two And Two They Must Pay For One By One.

Your New-caught, Sullen Peoples, / Half-devil And Half Child.

'e's All'ot Sand An' Ginger When Alive, An''e's Generally Shammin' When'e's Dead.

Our England Is A Garden, And Such Gardens Are Not Made By Singing 'oh How Wonderful' And Sitting In The Shade, While Better Men Than We Go Out, And Start Their Working Lives By Grubbing Weeds From Garden Paths With Broken Dinner Knives.

God Help Us For We Knew The Worst Too Young.