Wine Gives Strength To Weary Men.

The Wine Urges Me On, The Bewitching Wine, Which Sets Even A Wise Man To Singing And To Laughing Gently And Rouses Him Up To Dance And Brings Forth Words Which Were Better Unspoken.

Behold, On Wrong Swift Vengeance Waits; And Art Subdues The Strong.

Bad Herdsmen Waste The Flocks Which Thou Hast Left Behind.

Beyond His Strength No Man Can Fight, Although He Be Eager.

Don't Mess With The Dead, Boy, They Have Eerie Powers.