... were not patient enough let blossom ripen into fruit. There another reason that I like itmy reasons are as plentiful as blackberries (laughter). It appeals to the sympathies, and commands the respect, and approves itself to the judgment of outside like ...

... thoughts to the scented bretft. Twas a witching sight when tho Betting tun. Tinged the pal* clouds with gold and red, In Blackberry lane one is sure forget The wondrous strife in batti* bread There Beehive hill, where oft I've stead. Till the pale moan ...