Wine Loved I Deeply, Dice Dearly.

A Man Cannot Make Him Laugh - But That's No Marvel; He Drinks No Wine.

When Holy And Devout Religious Men Are At Their Beads, 'tis Hard To Draw Them Thence; So Sweet Is Zealous Contemplation.

One Sin, I Know, Another Doth Provoke. Murder's As Near To Lust As Flame To Smoke.

It Is Lost At Dice, What Ancient Honor Won.

The Poorest Service Is Repaid With Thanks.