But When To Sin Our

Parting Is Worse Than Death; It Is Death Of Love!

Bacchus Ever Fair And Young, Drinking Joys Did First Ordain. Bachus's Blessings Are A Treasure, Drinking Is The Soldier's Pleasure, Rich The Treasure, Sweet The Pleasure- Sweet Is Pleasure After Pain.

Kings Fight For Empires, Madmen For Applause.

Home Is The Sacred Refuge Of Our Life.

So The False Spider, When Her Nets Are Spread, Deep Ambushed In Her Silent Den Does Lie.