November's Sky Is Chill And

I Will Tear This Folly From My Heart, Though Every Fibre Bleed As I Rend It Away!

For A Laggard In Love, And A Dastard In War, Was To Wed The Fair Ellen Of Lochinvar.

Tell That To The Marines - The Sailors Won't Believe It.

Look Back, And Smile On Perils Past.

A Glass Of Good Wine Is A Gracious Creature, And Reconciles Poor Mortality To Itself And That Is What Few Things Can Do.