You Must Lie Upon The Daisies And

I Am A Courtier Grave And Serious Who Is About To Kiss Your Hand: Try To Combine A Pose Imperious With A Demeanour Nobly Bland.

Faint Heart Never Won Fair Lady! Nothing Venture, Nothing Win Blood Is Thick, But Water's Thin In For A Penny, In For A Pound It's Love That Makes The World Go 'round!

It's Love That Makes The World Go Round.

I Am, In Point Of Fact, A Particularly Haughty And Exclusive Person, Of Pre-adamite Ancestral Descent. You Will Understand This When I Tell You That I Can Trace My Ancestry Back To A Protoplasmal Primordial Atomic Globule.

Utopia's Quite Another Land; In Her Enterprising Movements, She Is England--with Improvements