What Plays The Mischief With

Who In The Rainbow Can Draw The Line Where The Violet Tint Ends And The Orange Tint Begins?

Heaven Have Mercy On Us All - Presbyterians And Pagans Alike - For We Are All Somehow Dreadfully Cracked About The Head, And Sadly Need Mending.

The Starred And Stately Nights Seemed Haughty Dames In Jewelled Velvets, Nursing At Home In Lonely Pride, The Memory Of Their Absent Conquering Earls, The Golden Helmeted Suns!

A Ship Is A Bit Of Terra Firma Cut Off From The Main; It Is A State In Itself; And The Captain Is Its King.

An Utterly Fearless Man Is A Far More Dangerous Comrade Than A Coward.