“Will you love me in December as you do in May, Will you love me in the good old fashioned way? When my hair has all turned gray, Will you kiss me then and say, That you love me in December as you do in May?”
“They did nothing but put her in the same cabin that everyone had been complaining about and they closed the door and left her. They didn't make any effort to reunite her with her husband, who was either on the balcony or had just fallen off.”
