I Do What Many Dream Of, All

The Past Is Gained, Secure, And On Record.

I Walked A Mile With Pleasure; She Chattered All The Way. But Left Me None The Wiser For All She Had To Say. I Walked A Mile With Sorrow And Ne'er A Word Said She; But Oh, The Things I Learned From Her When Sorrow Walked With Me!

He Who Did Well In War Just Earns The Right, To Begin Doing Well In Peace.

What Joy Is Better Than The News Of Friends?

A Pretty Woman's Worth Some Pains To See, Nor Is She Spoiled, I Take It, If A Crown Completes The Forehead Pale And Tresses Pure.