And this the burden of his song / For ever used to be, / I care for nobody, not I, / If no one cares for me. Isaac Bickerstaffe Irish Playwright More Isaac Bickerstaffe Quotes 0
How happy is the sailor's life, from coast to coast to roam; in every port he finds a wife, in every land a home. Isaac Bickerstaffe Irish Playwright More Isaac Bickerstaffe Quotes 0
There was a jolly miller once, / Lived on the river Dee; / He worked and sang from morn till night; / No lark more blithe than he. Isaac Bickerstaffe Irish Playwright More Isaac Bickerstaffe Quotes 0