Love Is Like A Rose, The Joy

My Heart Is Like A Singing Bird Whose Nest Is In A Water'd Shoot; My Heart Is Like An Apple-tree Whose Boughs Are Bent With Thick-set Fruit.

And May You Happy Live, And Long Us Bless.

Born In A Stable, Cradled In A Manger, In The World His Hands Have Made, Born A Stranger.

Where Are The Songs I Used To Know, Where Are The Notes I Used To Sing? I Have Forgotten Everything I Used To Know So Long Ago. ("the Key-note")

Better By Far You Should Forget And Smile Than That You Should Remember And Be Sad.