Bind Up Their Wounds - But Look

I Am A Child Of Nature, And Take After My Mother.

In Short, Whoever You May Be, To This Conclusion You'll Agree, When Every One Is Somebodee, Then No One's Anybody!

Who Knows But We May Count Among Our Intellectual Chickens Like Them An Earl Of Thackeray And P'raps A Duke Of Dickens

See How The Fates Their Gifts Allot, For A Is Happy-b Is Not. Yet B Is Worthy, I Dare Say, Of More Prosperity Than A.

A Policeman's Lot Is Not A Happy One