Where tempests never beat nor billows roar.

A zealous locksmith died of late,
And did arrive at heaven gate,
He stood without and would not knock,
Because he meant to pick the lock.

A zealous locksmith died of late,And did arrive at heaven gate,He stood without and would not knock,Because he meant to pick the lock.

Our Father Who art in Heavencan lick their Father Who art in Heaven.

Words without thoughts never to heaven go.

Spare feast! a radish and an egg.