The Best Of Friends Fall Out, And

My Tears Must Stop, For Every Drop Hinders Needle And Thread.

A Man That's Fond Precociously Of Stirring , :;:; Must Be A Spoon.

I Love Thee - I Love Thee, 'tis All That I Can Say, It Is My Vision In The Night, My Dreaming In The Day.

Extremes Meet', As The Whiting Said With Its Tail In Its Mouth.

It Was Not In The Winter Our Loving Lot Was Cast! It Was The Time Of Roses, We Plucked Them As We Passed!