Now, Don't Be Angry After You've Been

The Wild Hawk To The Wind-swept Sky The Deer To The Wholesome Wold; And The Heart Of A Man To The Heart Of A Maid, As It Was In The Days Of Old.

It'is Like A Book, I Think, This Bloomin' World.

We're Poor Little Lambs Who've Lost Our Way, Baa! Baa! Baa! We're Little Black Sheep Who've Gone Astray, Baa-aa-aa! Gentlemen-rankers Out On The Spree, Damned From Here To Eternity, God Ha' Mercy On Such As We, Baa! Yah! Bah!

A Boy Of To-day Is Affected By Every Change Of Tone And Gust Of Opinion, So That He Lies Even When He Desires To Speak The Truth.

Once There Was The People - Terror Gave It Birth.