Those Who Have Not, And Live In

The Man That Isn't Jolly After Drinking Is Just A Drivelling Idiot, To My Thinking.

Both To The Rich And Poor, Wine Is The Happy Antidote For Sorrow.

What Good Can Come From Meeting Death With Tears? If A Man Is Sorry For Himself, He Doubles Death.

Delight In Splendor Is No More Than Happiness With Little: For Both Have Their Appeal.

When Good Men Die Their Goodness Does Not Perish, But Lives Though They Are Gone. As For The Bad, All That Was Theirs Dies And Is Buried With Them.