What I Have To Say Is Far

O, What A Tangled Web We Weave When First We Practise To Deceive!

Though Varying Wishes, Hopes, And Fears, Fever'd The Progress Of These Years, Yet Now, Days, Weeks, And Months But Seem The Recollection Of A Dream.

It Was Woman That Taught Me Cruelty, And On Woman Therefore I Have Exercised It.

Oh, Brignall Banks Are Wild And Fair, And Greta Woods Are Green, And You May Gather Garlands There Would Grace A Summer's Queen.

Greatness Of Any Kind Has No Greater Foe Than A Habit Of Drinking.