Even If You Persuade Me, You Won’t

Quickly, Bring Me A Beaker Of Wine, So That I May Wet My Mind And Say Something Clever.

Women, You Overheated Dipsomaniacs, Never Passing Up A Chance To Wangle A Drink, A Great Boon To Bartenders But A Bane To Us--not To Mention Our Crockery And Our Woolens!

Weak Mortals, Chained To The Earth, Creatures Of Clay As Frail As The Foliage Of The Woods, You Unfortunate Race, Whose Life Is But Darkness, As Unreal As A Shadow, The Illusion Of A Dream.

A Fox Is Subtlety Itself.

A Truce To Idle Phrases!