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Your Patience May Have Long To Wait,whether In Little Things Or Great,but All Good Luck, You Soon Will Learn,must Come To Those Who Nobly Earn.who Hunts The Hay-field Overwill Find The Four-leaved Clover.

Who Was It Said That You Never Get To A Place Until A Day After You Come, Nor Leave It Until A Day After You Go?

The Warm Sun Kissed The Earthto Consecrate Thy Birth,and From His Close Embracethy Radiant Facesprang Into Sight,a Blossoming Delight.

So We Die Before Our Own Eyes; So We See Some Chapters Of Our Lives Come To Their Natural End.

The Old Poets Little Knew What Comfort They Could Be To A Man.