The Third Day Comes A

Eternity Was In Our Lips And Eyes.

Some Men There Are Love Not A Gaping Pig, Some That Are Mad If They Behold A Cat, And Others When The Bagpipe Sings I The Nose Cannot Contain Their Urine.

A Very Little Little Let Us Do And All Is Done.

But Thy Eternal Summer Shall Not Fade.

Tis A Cruelty To Load A Fallen Man.