So Mayst Thou Live, Dear! Many Years,

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

When Was Ever Honey Made With One Bee In A Hive?

I Remember, I Remember, The House Where I Was Born, The Little Window Where The Sun Came Peeping In At Morn.

The Year's In Wane; There Is Nothing Adorning; The Night Has No Eve, And The Day Has No Morning; Cold Winter Gives Warning!

O Men With Sisters Dear, O Men With Mothers And Wives, It Is Not Linen You 're Wearing Out, But Human Creatures' Lives!