We Would Not Give Up Our Own

It Is What The Poets Of Ireland Used To Be Saying, That Every Brave Man, Good At Fighting, And Every Man That Could Do Great Deeds And Not Be Making Much Talk About Them, Was Of The Sons Of The Gael; And That Every Skilled Man That Had Music And That Did Enchantments Secretly, Was Of The Tuatha De Danaan.

The Way Most People Fail Is In Not Keeping Up The Heart.

Queen Victoria Was Loyal And True To The Pope; That Is What I Was Told, And So Is Edward The Seventh Loyal And True, But He Has Got Something Contrary In His Body.

What The Danes Left In Ireland Were Hens And Weasels. And When The Cock Crows In The Morning, The Country People Will Always Say 'it Is For Denmark They Are Crowing. Crowing They Are To Be Back In Denmark.'

If The Past Year Were Offered Me Again, And Choice Of Good And Ill Before Me Set Would I Accept The Pleasure With The Pain Or Dare To Wish That We Had Never Met?