And What Is Friendship But

What If In Scotland's Wilds We Viel'd Our Head, Where Tempests Whistle Round The Sordid Bed; Where The Rug's Two-fold Use We Might Display, By Night A Blanket, And A Plaid By Day.

Don't Let Us Make Imaginary Evils, When You Know We Have So Many Real Ones To Encounter.

By Every Remove I Only Drag A Greater Length Of Chain.

Unequal Combinations Are Always Disadvantageous To The Weaker Side.

Sweet Auburn, Loveliest Village Of The Plain.