Every Irishman, The Saying Goes, Has A

The Virtue Of Paganism Was Strength: The Virtue Of Christianity Is Obedience.

The Intellect Of The Wise Is Like Glass; It Admits The Light Of Heaven And Reflects It.

Reading Is To The Mind What Exercise Is To The Body. It Is Wholesome And Bracing For The Mind To Have Its Faculties Kept Of The Stretch.

It Is With Flowers As With Moral Qualities; The Bright Are Sometimes Poisonous; But, I Believe, Never The Sweet.

Every Irishman, The Saying Goes, Has A Potato In His Head.