By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing

A Young Man Is Embarrassed To Question An Older One.

Ah, Beer, My One Weakness. My Achille's Heel, If You Will.

She Threw Into The Wine Which They Were Drinking A Drug Which Takes Away Grief And Passion And Brings Forgetfulness Of All Ills

If You Are Very Valiant, It Is A God, I Think, Who Gave You This Gift.

If They Think I'm Going To Stop At That Stop Sign, They're Mistaken!