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• Two parent drops spent months teaching their son how to be part of the ocean.
  After months of training, the father drop commented to the mother drop, "We've taught our boy everything we know, he's fit to be tide....
• I wouldn't trust that babe as far as I could bowl her...
• The cold winds swept the mountain-height, And pathless was the dreary wild, And 'mid the cheerless hours of night A mother wandered with her child
  As through the drifting snows she press'd, The babe was sleeping on her breast....
• Her tears her only eloquence. -- Roge
• With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons, and their change,--all please alike.
  Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest bird...
• He was exhal'd; his great Creator drew His spirit, as the sun the morning dew.
  -- John Dryden (1631-1700) -- On the Death of a very young Gentlema...
• I gave her the ring; she gave me the finger.
• A man met a beautiful young woman in a bar. They got along well, shared dinner, and had a marvelous evening.
  When he left her, he told her that he had really enjoyed their time together, and hoped to see her again, soon....
• Her lips are roses overwashed with dew. -- Greene