Heaven For Climate, Hell For

If I Were Younger, I'd Know More.

On These Magic Shores Children At Play Are For Ever Beaching Their Coracles. We Too Have Been There; We Can Still Hear The Sound Of The Surf, Though We Shall Land No More.

In Love-making, As In Other Arts, Those Who Do It Best Cannot Tell How It Is Done.

I Do Believe In Fairies, I Do, I Do.

She Was A Large Woman Who Seemed Not So Much Dressed As Upholstered.