Women Don't Like Violence, But When Their

Lucky Is The Man Who Has Been Successful With His Children And Not Got Ones Who Are Notorious Disasters.

Ill-gotten Wealth Is Never Stable.

My Tongue Swore, But My Mind Was Still Unpledged.

It's Folly That Women Measure Their Happiness With The Pleasures Of The Bed, But They Do. And When The Pleasure Cools Or Their Man Goes Missing, All They Once Lived For Turns Dark And Hateful.

If A Man Rejoice Not In His Drinking, He Is Mad; For In Drinking It's Possible ... To Fondle Breasts, And To Caress Well Tended Locks, And There Is Dancing Withal, And Oblivion Of Woe.