In A False Quarrel There Is No

Good Luck Lies In Odd Numbers.

I Almost Die For Food, And Let Me Have It!

Let Me Say Amen Betimes Lest The Devil Cross My Prayer, For Here He Comes In The Likeness Of A Jew.

What's His Offense? Groping For Trout In A Peculiar River.

Which Can Say More Than This Rich Praise, That You Alone Are You?