Sweet Sleep Fell Upon His Eyelids, Unwakeful,

Why Cover The Same Ground Again? ... It Goes Against My Grain To Repeat A Tale Told Once, And Told So Clearly.

It Behooves A Father To Be Blameless If He Expects His Child To Be.

But You Can't Stop At One, You Wanna Drink Another Woman!

Light Is The Task Where Many Share The Toil.

All Men Owe Honor To The Poets - Honor And Awe; For They Are Dearest To The Muse Who Puts Upon Their Lips The Ways Of Life.