When Awful Darkness And Silence Reign Over

And What Can We Expect If We Haven't Any Dinner, But To Lose Our Teeth And Eyelashes And Keep On Growing Thinner?

What Will Happen To Me, As The Oyster Said When He Very Inadvertently Swallowed The Gooseberry Bush, Nobody Can Tell.

There Was An Old Person Of Bray, Who Sang Through The Whole Of The Day To His Ducks And His Pigs, Whom He Fed Upon Figs, That Valuable Person Of Bray.

In The Middle Of The Woods Lived The Yonghy-bonghy-bo. Two Old Chairs And Half A Candle, One Old Jug Without A Handle- These Were All The Worldly Goods.

It Takes A Long Time To Make A Painter - Even With A Good Artist's Education - But Without One It Tries The Patience Of Job; It Is A Great Thing If One Does Not Go Backward.