He Lies Like A Hedgehog Rolled Up

How Bless'd The Heart That Has A Friend. A Sympathizing Ear To Lend.

Sweet Are The Little Brooks That Run O'er Pebbles Glancing In The Sun, Singing In Soothing Tones.

There Are Three Things Which The Public Will Always Clamour For, Sooner Or Later; Namely: Novelty, Novelty, Novelty.

To Attempt To Advise Conceited People Is Like Whistling Against The Wind.

Boughs Are Daily Rifled By The Gusty Thieves, And The Book Of Nature Getteth Short Of Leaves.