“Oh… It's a thing.”

“Oh, my God, I miss those things”

“Oh what a dear ravishing thing is the beginning of an Amour!”

“A tree ascended there. Oh pure transendence!
Oh Orpheus sings! Oh tall tree in the ear!
And all things hushed. Yet even in that silence
a new beginning, beckoning, change appeared.”

“Oh this heart's on fire.
Right from the start it's been burnin' for you.
Oh this heart's on fire.
One thing honey - this heart's true.”

“Oh, I'm not a percussionist, I just like to hit things.”

“Oh, it is wonderful to wake up in the morning with things to look forward to!”

“Oh the things you can find
If you don't stay behind!”

“Oh, the things we invent when we are scared
and want to be rescued.”

“Oh, dear no, miss," he said. "This is a London particular." I had never heard of such a thing. "A fog, miss," said the young gentleman. "Oh, indeed!”