"I hope, sir, that I will shoot your picture on your hundredth birthday. " I don't see why not, young man. You look reasonably fit and healthy.
The stars are far brighter Than gems without measure, The moon is far whiter Than silver in treasure; The fire is more shining On hearth in the gloaming Than gold won by mining, So why go a-roaming? O! Tra-la-la-lally Come back to the Valley.