Then Farewell, Horace; Whom I Hated So,

Prolonged Endurance Tames The Bold.

Pure Friendship's Well-feigned Blush.

Let Us Have Wine And Women, Mirth And Laughter, Sermons And Soda Water The Day After.

Armenian Is The Language To Speak With God.

Physicians Mend Or End Us, Secundum Artem; But Although We Sneer - In Health - When Ill We Call Them To Attend Us, Without The Least Propensity To Jeer