When The Liquor's Out, Why Clink The

Good To Forgive, Best To Forget.

My Sun Sets To Rise Again.

I Count Life Just A Stuff To Try The Soul's Strength On.

I Judge People By What They Might Be, - Not Are, Nor Will Be.

That's The Wise Thrush; He Sings Each Song Twice Over, Lest You Should Think He Never Could Recapture The First Fine Careless Rapture!