And more than echoes talk along the walls.
'Tis education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclin'd.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew; pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 9:26 PM UTC
And more than echoes talk along the walls.
'Tis education forms the common mind. Just as the twig is bent, the tree's inclin'd.
I am his Highness' dog at Kew; pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?
Blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed.
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