Wine Gives Strength To Weary Men.

His Native Home Deep Imag'd In His Soul.

Out Of Sight,out Of Mind

Insignificant Mortals, Who Are As Leaves Are, And Now Flourish And Grow Warm With Life, And Feed On What The Ground Gives, But Then Again Fade Away And Are Dead.

Accept These Grateful Tears...for Thee They Flow, For Thee... That Ever Felt Another's Woe.

[but] Age, The Common Enemy Of Mankind, Has Laid His Hand Upon You; Would That It Had Fallen Upon Some Other, And That You Were Still Young.