Ah! would that never the stars might shine— Like Heaven's kaleidoscopes— Upon lids less innocent, love, than thine Less innocent joys and hopes.
— from Carols of Cockayne The Third Edition, 1874 by Henry S. (Henry Sambrooke) Leigh
“We got helped out by the emigration folks, and we’ve paid them since, and a bit of interest thrown in for luck like; but when we stood together in Port Jackson for the first time, the contents of our purse wouldn’t have kept us living long, I can assure you.
— from From Squire to Squatter: A Tale of the Old Land and the New by Gordon Stables
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