Lord Alfred Tennyson

When cats run home and light is come,
And dew is cold upon the ground,
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When cats run home and light is come,
And dew is cold upon the ground,
And the far-off stream is dumb,
And the whirring sail goes round,
And the whirring sail goes round;
Alone and warming his five wits,
The white owl in the belfry sits.

Marriages are made in Heaven.

Marriages are made in Heaven.

We issued gorged with knowledge, and I spoke:
"Why, Sirs, they do all this as well as we."
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We issued gorged with knowledge, and I spoke:
"Why, Sirs, they do all this as well as we."
"They hunt old trails" said Cyril, "very well;
But when did woman ever yet invent?"

Deception follows on the heels of deception.

Deception follows on the heels of deception.

So much to do, so little done, such things to be.

So much to do, so little done, such things to be.