Spare Feast! A Radish And

How! Leap Into The Pit Our Life To Save? To Save Our Life Leap All Into The Grave.

Detested Sport, That Owes Its Pleasures To Another's Pain.

Spare Feast! A Radish And An Egg.

England With All Thy Faults, I Love Thee Still-- My Country! And, While Yet A Nook Is Left Where English Minds And Manners May Be Found, Shall Be Constrained To Love Thee.

When From Soft Love Proceeds The Deep Distress, Ah! Why Forbid The Willing Tears To Flow?