True Lover's Farewell

Oh fare thee well, I must be gone and leave you for awhile
Wherever I go, I will return if I go ten thousand miles my dear
If I go ten thousand miles Ten thousand miles it is so far To leave me here alone
Well, I may lie, lament and cry And you will not hear me mourn, my dear
You will not hear me mourn as you sail away to distant lands along for you
I'll yearn my heart you'll hold in your strong hands while I wait for your return.
The crow that is so black, my dear shall change his color white
And if ever I should prove false to the one that I love the day shall turn to night, my dear
The day shall turn to night Yes, the day, oh the day, yes the day will turn to night

Oh don’t you see that milk white dove, sitting on yonder tree, lamenting for her own true love
As I lament for thee, my dear As I lament for thee as you sail away to distant lands
Along for you I'll yearn my heart you'll hold in your strong hands while I wait for your return.
The rivers never will run dry nor the rocks melt with the sun
And I never will prove false to the one that I love till all these things be done, my dear
Till all these things be done

Oh fare thee well, I must be gone and leave you for awhile wherever I go, I will return
If I go ten thousand miles my dear If I go ten thousand miles
As you sail away to distant lands along for you I'll yearn my heart you'll hold in your strong hands While I wait for your return. my heart you'll hold in your strong hands while I wait for your return.

Jante Law

You're not to think you are anything special.
You're not to think you are as good as we are. 
You're not to think you are smarter than we are. 
You're not to imagine yourself better than we are. 
You're not to think you know more than we do. 
You're not to think you are more important than we are. 
You're not to think you are good at anything. 
You're not to laugh at us. 
You're not to think anyone cares about you. 
You're not to think you can teach us anything. 
Perhaps you don't think we know a few things about you? 

That one sentence (the eleventh rule), which acts as the penal code of Jante, as such was rich in content. It was a charge of all sorts of things, and that it also had to be, because absolutely nothing was allowed. It was also an elaborate indictment, with all kinds of unspecified penalties given to be expected. Furthermore it was useful, depending fully on tone of voice, in financial extortion and enticement into criminal acts, and it could also be the best means of defense