To Labour Is The Lot Of Man

By Turns The Nine Delight To Sing

...he'll Never Lie - The Man Is Far Too Wise.

Come Then, Put Away Your Sword In Its Sheath, And Let Us Two Go Up Into My Bed So That, Lying Together In The Bed Of Love, We May Then Have Faith And Trust In Each Other.

There Is Satiety In All Things, In Sleep, And Love-making, In The Loveliness Of Singing And The Innocent Dance.

The God Of War Will See Fair Play-he's Often Slain That Wants To Slay!