Give Me A Bowl Of Wine, In

We Do Not Keep The Outward Form Of Order, Where There Is Deep Disorder In The Mind.

I Will Instruct My Sorrows To Be Proud; For Grief Is Proud, And Makes His Owner Stoop.

This Is No Time To Lend Money, Especially Upon Bare Friendship Without Security.

We Have Seen Better Days.

Let Me Say Amen Betimes Lest The Devil Cross My Prayer, For Here He Comes In The Likeness Of A Jew.