Charles Augustus Fortescue Who always Did what was Right and so accumulated an Immense Fortune
The nicest child I ever
Was Charles Augustus Fortescue
He never lost his cap, or
His stockings or his pinafore:
The nicest child I ever
Was Charles Augustus Fortescue
He never lost his cap, or
His stockings or his pinafore:
EN rebuked, yet always back returning To those first feelings that were born with me, And leaving busy chase of wealth and learning For idle dreams of things which cannot be: Today,
I will not seek the shadowy region; Its unsustaining vastnes...
Always for the first
Hardly do I know you by
You return at some hour of the night to a house at an angle to my windowA wholly imaginary
It is there that from one second to the
You always read about it:the plumber with the twelve childrenwho wins the Irish Sweepstakes
From toilets to riches
That story
Or the nursemaid,some luscious sweet from Denmarkwho captures the oldest son's diapers to Dior