Delight In The Little Things.

You May Talk O' Gin And Beer When You're Quartered Safe Out 'ere, An' You're Sent To Penny-fights An' Aldershot It; But When It Comes To Slaughter You Will Do Your Work On Water, An' You'll Lick The Bloomin' Boots Of 'im That's Got It.

Daughter Am I In My Mother's House, But Mistress In My Own.

And The End Of The Fight Is Tombstone White With The Name Of The Late Deceased, And The Epitaph Drear, "a Fool Lies Here Who Tried To Hustle The East."

Ship Me Somewhere East Of Suez, Where The Best Is Like The Worst, Where There Aren't No Ten Commandments An' A Man Can Raisea Thirst.

There Is No Harm In A Man's Cub.