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• Calm on the listening ear of night Come Heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains.
  -- Edmund H. Sears (1810-1876) -- Christmas Song...
• A song to the oak, the brave old oak, Who hath ruled in the greenwood long!
  -- H. F. Chorley (1831-1872) -- The Brave Old Oak...
• He was singing a song about a girl who possessed a.
  ..dicky di-do? ...Oh, yes. It's a lovely old hymn, isn't it. -- Queenie and Edmund : Bee...
• It hangs down from the chandelier Nobody knows quite what it does Its color is odd and its shape is weird It emits a high-sounding buzz It grows a couple of feet each day and wriggles with sort of a twitch Nobody bugs it 'cause it comes from a visiting uncle who's rich!
  -- To "It Came Upon A Midnight Clea...
• It used to be wine, women & song. Now it's beer, the old lady & TV.
• Terrible as an army with banners. -- Old Testament -- The Song of Solomon vi, 4, 10
• The little foxes, that spoil the vines. -- Old Testament -- The Song of Solomon ii, 15
• Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea
  And love is a thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Roumania. -- Dorothy Parke...
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  And love is thing that can never go wrong; And I am Marie of Roumania....