Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.

My heart is like a singing bird.

Be the green grass above me, with showers and dewdrops wet; and if thou wilt, remember, and if thou wilt, forget.

O passing angel, speed me with a song, a melody of heaven to reach my heart and rouse me to the race and make me strong.

Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely, Love Divine; Love was born at Christmas; Star and angels gave the sign.

Better by far you should forget and smile than that you should remember and be sad.

A pin has a head, but has no hair