To Have A Great Man For An

Do Not Beg Me By Knees Or By Parents You Dog! I Only Wish I Were Savagely Wrathful Enough To Hack Up Your Corpse And Eat It Raw

A Small Rock Holds Back A Great Wave.

From Now On Walking Is My Beer And Feeling Good Is My Hangover.

By Jove The Stranger And The Poor Are Sent, And What To Those We Give, To Jove Is Lent.

Over The Wine-dark Sea.