A book is like a garden carried in the pocket.
Man please thy maker and be merry set not for this world a cherry.
A book is like a garden carried in the pocket.
There is a Lady Sweet and Kind There is a lady sweet and kind, Was never a face so pleased…
Loveliest of Trees Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the…
The lintel low enough to keep out pomp and pride: The threshold high enough to turn deceit aside.