No Man Is Really Honest; None Of

There Is No Beast, No Rush Of Fire, Like Woman So Untamed. She Calmly Goes Her Way Where Even Panthers Would Be Shamed.

Have You Ever, Looking Up, Seen A Cloud Like To A Centaur, A Part, Or A Wolf, Or A Bull?

It Is Right That The Good Should Be Happy, That The Wicked And The Impious On The Other Hand, Should Be Miserable; That Is A Truth, I Believe, Which No One Will Gainsay.

Youth Ages, Immaturity Is Outgrown, Ignorance Can Be Educated, And Drunkenness Sobered, But Stupid Lasts Forever.

Quickly, Bring Me A Beaker Of Wine, So That I May Wet My Mind And Say Something Clever.