I make a declaration every spring,
Of reformation ere the year run out,
But somehow this my read more

I make a declaration every spring,
Of reformation ere the year run out,
But somehow this my vestal vary takes wing.

It is very hard to shave an egge.

It is very hard to shave an egge.

Scared out of his seven senses.

Scared out of his seven senses.

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

Give thy thoughts no tongue.

Every picture tells a story.

Every picture tells a story.

The tongue is not steele, yet it cuts.

The tongue is not steele, yet it cuts.

Subtlety set a trap and caught itself.

Subtlety set a trap and caught itself.

Lightning strikes the tops of the mountains.

Lightning strikes the tops of the mountains.

Idle men are the devil's playfellows.

Idle men are the devil's playfellows.