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I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December A Magical Thing And Sweet To Remember. 'we Are Nearer To Spring Than We Were In September,' I Heard A Bird Sing In The Dark Of December.

When I Go Abroad I Always Sail From Boston Because It Is Such A Pleasant Place To Get Away From.

A Rolling Stone Gathers No Moss, But It Gains A Certain Polish.

I Would Like To Throw An Egg Into An Electric Fan.

A Man Is Known By The Silence He Keeps.