Who Made The Heart, 'tis He Alone

Dare To Be Honest And Fear No Labor. ... Opera Is Where A Man Gets Stabbed In The Back, And Instead Of Dying, He Sings.

Pleasures Are Like Poppies Spread: You Seize The Flow'r, Its Bloom Is Shed.

She Is A Winsome Wee Thing, She Is A Handsome Wee Thing, She Is A Bonny Wee Thing, This Sweet Wee Wife O' Mine.

To Step Aside Is Human.

Chords That Vibrate Sweetest Pleasure Thrill The Deepest Notes Of Woe.