Every Trick Is An Old One, But

The Time The Moon Is Going Back, The Blood That Is In A Person Does Be Weakening, But When The Moon Is Strong, The Blood That Moves Strong In The Same Way. And It To Be At The Full, It Drags The Wits Along With It, The Same As It Drags The Tide.

It Was On The First Day Of Beltaine, That Is Called Now May Day, The Tuatha De Danaan Came, And It Was To The North-west Of Connacht They Landed. But The Firbolgs, The Men Of The Bag, That Were In Ireland Before Them, And That Had Come From The South, Saw Nothing But A Mist, And It Lying On The Hills.

Every Trick Is An Old One, But With A Change Of Players, A Change Of Dress, It Comes Out As New As Before.

Everything That Is Bad, The Falling Sickness - God Save The Mark - Or The Like, Should Be At Its Worst At The Full Moon. I Suppose Because It Is The Leader Of The Stars.

In The Whole Course Of Our Work At The Theatre We Have Been, I May Say, Drenched With Advice By Friendly People Who For Years Gave Us The Reasons Why We Did Not Succeed... All Their Advice, Or At Least Some Of It, Might Have Been Good If We Had Wanted To Make Money, To Make A Common Place Of Amusement.