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Where's the snow
That fell the year that's fled—where's the snow?

— Samuel Lover

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And with my advice, faith I wish you'd take me.

For dhrames always go by conthraries, my dear.

For a ballad's a thing you expect to find lies in.

Paddy Blake's Echo; reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922)

Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.

Sure the shovel and tongs
To each other belongs.

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