Yet In Our Ashen Cold Is Fire

Drunkenness Is The Very Sepulcher Of Man's Wit And His Discretion.

To Keep Demands As Much Skill As To Win.

Forbid Us Something, And That Thing We Desire.

Abstinence Is Approved Of God.

For God's Love, Take Things Patiently, Have Sense, Think! We Are Prisoners And Shall Always Be. Fortune Has Given Us This Adversity, Some Wicked Planetary Dispensation, Some Saturn's Trick Or Evil Constellation Has Given Us This, And Heaven, Though We Had Sworn The Contrary, So Stood When We Were Born. We Must Endure It, That's The Long And Short.