O Mary, go and call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, And call the cattle home, Across the sands o' Dee!

Those clouds are angels' robes.

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.

A blessed thing it is to have a friend; one human soul whom we can trust utterly; who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults; who will speak the honest truth to us, while the world flatters us to our face, and laughs at us behind our back; who will give us counsel and reproof in a day of prosperity and self-conceit; but who, again, will comfort and encourage us in days of difficulty and sorrow, when the world leaves us alone to fight our own battle as we can.

See the land, her Easter keeping, Rises as her Maker rose. Seeds, so long in darkness sleeping, Burst at last from winter snows. Earth with heaven above rejoices.

The loveliest fairy in the world; and her name is Mrs Do as you would bed one by.

[The] great fairy Science, who is likely to be queen of all the fairies for many a year to come, can only do you good, and never do you harm.