Pity It Is To Slay

There's A Double Beauty Whenever A Swan Swims On A Lake With Her Double Thereon.

How Widely Its Agencies Vary,- To Save, To Ruin, To Curse, To Bless,- As Even Its Minted Coins Express, Now Stamp'd With The Image Of Good Queen Bess, And Now Of A Bloody Mary.

Half Of The Failures In Life Come From Pulling One's Horse When He Is Leaping.

When He Is Forsaken, Withered And Shaken, What Can An Old Man Do But Die?

It Was Not In The Winter Our Loving Lot Was Cast! It Was The Time Of Roses, We Plucked Them As We Passed!