Go Softly By That River Side Or

Daughter Am I In My Mother's House, But Mistress In My Own.

I've A Neater, Sweeter Maiden In A Cleaner, Greener Land!

Oh East Is East And West Is West And Never The Twain Shall Meet.

I Will Remember What I Was, I Am Sick Of Rope And Chains - I Will Remember My Old Strength And All My Forest Affairs. I Will Not Sell My Back To Man For A Bundle Of Sugar Cane; I Will Go Out To My Own Kind, And The Wood-folk In Their Lairs. I Will Go Out Until The Day, Until The Morning Break - Out To The Wind's Untainted Kiss, The Water's Clean Caress; I Will Forget My Ankle-ring And Snap My Picket Stake. I Will Revisit My Lost Love And Playmates Masterless!

An Ounce Of Mother Is Worth A Pound Of Clergy.