Things Without All Remedy Should

The World Must Be Peopled!

Women Speak Two Languages - One Of Which Is Verbal.

Under The Greenwood Tree, Who Loves To Lie With Me And Tune His Merry Note, Unto The Sweet Bird's Throat; Come Hither, Come Hither, Come Hither. Here Shall He See No Enemy But Winter And Rough Weather.

Too Much To Know Is To Know Naught But Fame.

Life Every Man Holds Dear; But The Dear Man Holds Honor Far More Precious Dear Than Life.