Laughing Faces Do Not Mean That There

Some Innocents 'scape Not The Thunderbolt.

So Our Virtues Lie In The Interpretation Of The Time

For Though The Camomile, The More It Is Trodden On The Faster It Grows, Yet Youth, The More It Is Wasted, The Sooner It Wears.

A Maiden Hath No Tongue--but Thought.

A Great While Ago The World Begun, With Hey, Ho, The Wind And The Rain; But That's All One, Our Play Is Done, And We'll Strive To Please You Every Day.