Posterity Will Know As Little

When Every Blessed Thing You Have Is Made Of Silver, Or Of Gold, You Long For Simple Pewter.

Life's A Pudding Full Of Plums.

I Love My Fellow Creatures - I Do All The Good I Can - Yet Everybody Says I'm Such A Disagreeable Man!

When Wellington Thrashed Bonaparte, As Every Child Can Tell, The House Of Peers, Throughout The War, Did Nothing In Particular, And Did It Very Well

When The Enterprising Burglar Isn't Burgling; When The Cut-throat Isn't Occupied In Crime; He Loves To Hear The Little Brook A-gurgling; And Listen To The Merry Village Chime.