And As She Looked Around, She Saw

There's Not A Ship That Sails The Ocean, But Every Climate, Every Soil, Must Bring Its Tribute, Great Or Small, And Help To Build The Wooden Wall!

The Air Of Summer Was Sweeter Than Wine.

Oh The Long And Dreary Winter! Oh The Cold And Cruel Winter!

I Heard The Bells On Christmas Day Their Old, Familiar Carols Play, And Wild And Sweet The Words Repeat Of Peace On Earth, Good-will To Men!

Method Is More Important Than Strength, When You Wish To Control Your Enemies.