Now What Is A Wedding?

The Tongue Of Man Is A Twisty Thing, There Are Plenty Of Words There Of Every Kind.

I'm Not A Bath Man Myself. More Of A Cologne Man.

Friend, Many And Many A Dream Is Mere Confusion A Cobweb Of No Consequence At All. Two Gates For Ghostly Dreams There Are: One Gateway Of Honest Horn, And One Of Ivory. Issuing By The Ivory Gate Are Dreams Of Glimmering Illusion, Fantasies, But Those That Come Through Solid Polished Horn May Be Borne Out, If Mortals Only Know Them.

The Rule Of The Many Is Not Well. One Must Be Chief In War And One The King.

Thou Wilt Lament Hereafter, When The Evil Shall Be Done And Shall Admit No Cure.