To Labour Is The Lot Of Man

I'll Get Out Of This City Alive, Even If It Kills Me!

[i]t Is The Wine That Leads Me On, The Wild Wine That Sets The Wisest Man To Sing At The Top Of His Lungs, Laugh Like A Fool – It Drives The Man To Dancing... It Even Tempts Him To Blurt Out Stories Better Never Told.

Long Exercised In Woes.

After The Event, Even A Fool Is Wise.

There Is A Fullness Of All Things, Even Of Sleep And Love.