Maxioms by Unattributed Author
October's child is born for woe,
And life's vicissitudes must know;
But lay on Opal on her read more
October's child is born for woe,
And life's vicissitudes must know;
But lay on Opal on her breast,
And hope will lull those woes to rest.
Our country, however bounded.
Our country, however bounded.
Here's to France, the moon whose magic rays move the tides of the
world.
Here's to France, the moon whose magic rays move the tides of the
world.
O God, if in the day of battle I forget Thee, do not Thou forget
me.
O God, if in the day of battle I forget Thee, do not Thou forget
me.
The silente man still suffers wrong.
The silente man still suffers wrong.
