O Thou, The Drink Of Gods And

He Loves His Bonds Who, When The First Are Broke, Submits His Neck Into A Second Yoke.

So When Or You Or I Are Made A Fable, Song, Or Fleeting Shade; All Love, All Liking, All Delight Lies Drowned With Us In Endless Night. Then While Time Serves, And We Are But Decaying; Come, My Corinna, Come, Let's Go A Maying.

The Person Lives Twice Who Lives The First Life Well

Who After His Transgression Doth Repent, Is Halfe, Or Altogether, Innocent.

It Takes Great Wit And Interest And Energy To Be Happy. The Pursuit Of Happiness Is A Great Activity. One Must Be Open And Alive. It Is The Greatest Feat Man Has To Accomplish.