"A young Apollo, golden-haired, Stands dreaming on the verge of strife, Magnificently unprepared For the long littlene…"

"Whoso maintains that I am humbled now (Who wait the Awful Day) is still a liar; I hope to meet my Maker brow to brow …"

""Lest that by any means When I have preached to others I myself Should be a castaway." If some one now Would take tha…"

"Auribus immensis quondam donatus asellus institit ut caudam posset habere parem. cauda suo capiti quia se conferre ne…"

"You are, and haue beene feared ouer all, England's an Ile, of stoute and hardie men: Be stronge in faith, your foes d…"

"Anglia cui mater fuerat, cui Gallia nutrix, Matri nutricem praefero mente meam. Six utriusque tamen meritis praeconia…"

"O are you the boy Who would wait on the quay With the silver penny And the apricot tree?"

"Henry is thinking of his lute and of backgammon, Elizabeth follows the waving song, the mystery, Proud in her red wig…"

"Timothy Winters comes to school With eyes as wide as a football-pool, Ears like bombs and teeth like splinters: A bli…"

"At Morning Prayers the Master helves For children less fortunate than ourselves, And the loudest response in the room…"