How bless'd the heart that has a friend. A sympathizing ear to lend.

Well for the drones of the social hive that there are bees of an industrious turn, willing, for an infinitesimal share of the honey, to undertake the labor of its fabrication.

Some minds improve by travel, others, rather, resemble copper wire, or brass, which get the narrower by going farther.

Extremes meet', as the whiting said with its tail in its mouth.

No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees, No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds - November!

Ben Battle was a soldier bold, and used to war's alarms, But a cannon-ball took off his legs, so he laid down his arms.

Fuss is the froth of business.