A Man In Armor Is His Armor's

When The Liquor's Out, Why Clink The Cannikin?

Let's Contend No More, Love, Strive Nor Weep: All Be As Before Love, - Only Sleep.

Escape Me? Never, Beloved! While I Am I, And You Are You.

Of What I Call God, And Fools Call Nature.

Out Of Your Whole Life Give But A Moment! All Of Your Life That Has Gone Before, All To Come After It, -so You Ignore, So You Make Perfect The Present, Condense, In A Rapture Of Rage, For Perfection's Endowment, Thought And Feeling And Soul And Sense.