“The trees are Indian Princes, But soon they'll turn to Ghosts; The scanty pears and apples Hang russet on the bough; Its Autumn, Autumn, Autumn late, 'Twill soon be Winter now. Robin, Robin Redbreast, O Robin dear! And what will this poor Robin do? For pinching days are near.” TurnsPoorTreeLateWinterDearGhostIndianApplesAutumnRobinsPearsPinchingRobin Redbreast Book:Songs, Ballads, and Stories: Including Many Now First Collected, the Rest Revised and Rearranged Source: Songs, Ballads, and Stories: Including Many Now First Collected, the Rest Revised and Rearranged
“Politeness costs nothing. Nothing, that is, to him that shows it; but if often costs the world very dear.” IfsWorldShowsCostDearPolitenessMiscellaneous Author:William Allingham
