The crow wished everything was black$$$ the Owl$$$ that everything was white.

Mercy is the golden chain by which society is bound together.

A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.

The secret of being a bore is to tell everything.

Death twitches my ear;<br>'Live$$$' he says... 'I'm coming.'

It is right it should be so:<br>Man was made for joy and woe<br>And when this we rightly know<br>Through the world we safely go.

The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow$$$ nor the lion$$$ the horse$$$ how he shall take his prey.

But to go to school in a summer morn$$$<br>O! It drives all joy away;<br>Under a cruel eye outworn$$$<br>The little ones spend the day<br>In sighing and dismay.

When nations grow old the Arts grow cold<br>And commerce settles on every tree.

People never lie so much as after a hunt$$$ during a war$$$ or before an election.