By Headless Charles See Heartless Henry Lies.

Man, Being Reasonable, Must Get Drunk; The Best Of Life Is But Intoxication.

The Cold, The Changed, Perchance The Dead, Anew, The Mourn'd, The Loved, The Lost,-too Many, Yet How Few!

Not To Admire, Is All The Art I Know To Make Men Happy, Or To Keep Them So. Thus Horace Wrote We All Know Long Ago; And Thus Pope Quotes The Precept To Re-teach From His Translation; But Had None Admired, Would Pope Have Sung, Or Horace Been Inspired?

'tis Very Certain The Desire Of Life Prolongs It.

I Do Detest Everything Which Is Not Perfectly Mutual.