Until the Donkey tried to clear The Fence, he thought himself a Deer.

God's Road is all uphill, but do not tire; Rejoice that we may still keep climbing higher.

I hope the Vandals had thorns in their sandals

So once in every year we throng Upon a day apart, to praise the Lord with feast and song in thankfulness of heart.

God, give me hills to climb, And strength for climbing!

The Cat on your hearthstone to this day presages, By solemnly sneezing, the coming of rain!

He who knows what he is told must know a lot of things that are not so.