Oall The Creatures That Creep And Breathe

The Single Best Augury Is To Fight For One's Country.

Wine Can Of Their Wits The Wise Beguile, Make The Sage Frolic, And The Serious Smile

Life And Death Are Balanced As It Were On The Edge Of A Razor

She Spoke And Loosened From Her Bosom The Embroidered Girdle Of Many Colors Into Which All Her Allurements Were Fashioned. In It Was Love And Int Desire Which Steals The Mind Even Of The Wise.

And Endless Are The Modes Of Speech, And Far Extends From Side To Side The Field Of Words.