13 Quotes by Walter Mare

Very old are we men; / Our dreams are tales / Told in dim Eden / By Eve's nightingales.

Ann, Ann! / Come! quick as you can! / There's a fish that talks / In the frying pan.

Far are the shades of Arabia, / Where the Princes ride at noon.

It's a very odd thing / As odd as can be / That whatever Miss T. eats / Turns into Miss T.