…men Never Forgive Like Women.

Dear Me! How Happy And Good We'd Be, If We Had No Worries!

Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.

Hither,hither, From Thy Home,airy Sprite, I Bid Thee Come! Born Of Roses, Fed On Dew, Charms And Potions Canst Thow Brew? Bring Me Here, With Elfin Speed,the Fragment Philter Witch I Need; Make It Sweet And Swift And Stong, Spirite Amserw Now My Song Hither I Come, From My Airy Home, Afar Silver Moon. Take Magic Spell, And Use It Well. Or Its Powers Will Vanish Soon!

I Did Fail, Say What You Will, For Jo Wouldn't Love Me.

If Life Is Often So Hard As This, I Don't See How We Ever Shall Get Through It.