The Gift Of A Bad Man Can

This Is True Liberty, When Free-born Men, Having To Advise The Public, May Speak Free.

Pray The Gods Do Not Envy Your Happiness!

He Is Life's Liberating Force. He Is Release Of Limbs And Communion Through Dance. He Is Laughter, And Music In Flutes. He Is Repose From All Cares -- He Is Sleep! When His Blood Bursts From The Grape And Flows Across Tables Laid In His Honor To Fuse With Our Blood, He Gently, Gradually, Wraps Us In Shadows Of Ivy-cool Sleep.

Life Is A Short Affair; We Should Try To Make It Smooth, And Free From Strife.

No One Is Happy All His Life Long.