The Man That Isn't Jolly

If A Man Rejoice Not In His Drinking, He Is Mad; For In Drinking It's Possible ... To Fondle Breasts, And To Caress Well Tended Locks, And There Is Dancing Withal, And Oblivion Of Woe.

Arm Yourself, My Heart: The Thing That You Must Do Is Fearful, Yet Inevitable.

O Virtue, I Have Followed You Through Life, And Find You At Last But A Shade.

The Little Done Doth Vanish To The Mind Which Forward Sees How Much Remains To Do.

Impudence Is The Worst Of All Human Diseases.