The Tongue Of Man Is A Twisty

Why Have You Come To Me Here, Dear Heart, With All These Instructions? I Promise You I Will Do Everything Just As You Ask. But Come Closer. Let Us Give In To Grief, However Briefly, In Each Other's Arms.

Far From Me Be The Gift Of Bacchus--pernicious, Inflaming Wine, That Weakens Both Body And Mind.

To Speak His Thoughts Is Every Freeman's Right, In Peace And War, In Council And In Fight.

Dreams Are Sent By God.

It Is Not Right To Exult Over Slain Men.