Quotes
Quotes - Bickerstaff
Hope! thou nurse of young desire.
There was a jolly miller once,
Lived on the river Dee;
He worked and sung from morn till night:
No lark more blithe than he.
And this the burden of his song
Forever used to be,--
I care for nobody, no, not I,
If no one cares for me.
Young fellows will be young fellows.
Ay, do despise me! I 'm the prouder for it; I like to be despised.
By candle-light nobody would have taken you for above five-and-twenty.
There was a jolly miller once, Lived on the River Dee; He worked and sang, from morn to night; No lark so blithe as he. And this the burden of his song, Forever used to be,-- "I care for nobody, not I, If no one cares for me."
Hope! thou nurse of young desire.
Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it; I like to be despised.
Young fellows will be young fellows.
