Truths, which transcend the searching School-men's vein, / And half had staggered that stout Stagirite.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces

I don't think we need a school board in the sky. It's a local issue.

Friend of my bosom, thou more than a brother, Why wert thou not born in my father's dwelling?

Shakespeare is one of the last books one should like to give up, perhaps the one just before the Dying Service in a large Prayer book.