Here, Therefore, Huge And Mighty Warrior Though

Wine Give Strenght To Weary Men. And And Wine Can Of Their Wits The Wise Beguile. Make The Sage Frolic, And The Serious Smile. And Let Those Who Drink Not, But Austerely Dine, Dry Up In Law; The Muses Smell Of Wine. And No Poem Was Ever Written By A Drinker Of Water. And Bacchus Opens The Gate Of The Heart. And Might To Inspire New Hopes And Powerful To Drown The Bitterness Of Cares.

Modesty Is Of No Use To A Beggar.

And Bear Unmov'd The Wrongs Of Base Mankind, The Last, And Hardest, Conquest Of The Mind.

We Got A Little Rule Back Home: If It's Brown, Drink It Down. If It's Black, Send It Back.

There Is A Time For Many Words, And There Is Also A Time For Sleep.