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Strike The Concertina's Melancholy String! Blow The Spirit-stirring Harp Like Any Thing! Let The Piano's Martial Blast Rouse The Echoes Of The Past

When A Felon S Not Engaged In His Employment, Or Maturing His Felonious Little Plans, His Capacity For Innocent Enjoyment Is Just As Great As Any Honest Mans.

There's A Fascination Frantic In A Ruin That's Romantic.

It's True I've Got No Shirts To Wear; It's True My Butcher's Bill Is Due; It's True My Prospects All Look Blue - But Don't Let That Unsettle You.

No One Can Have A Higher Opinion Of Him Than I Have; And I Think He's A Dirty Little Beast.