We Men Are Wretched Things.

You Know, The One With All The Well Meaning Rules That Don't Work Out In Real Life, Uh, Christianity.

Thou Shalt Not Horn In On Thy Husbands Racket

Noblest Minds Are Easiest Bent.

Down From His Brow She Ran His Curls Like Thick Hyacinth Clusters Full Of Blooms

No Season Now For Calm, Familiar Talk.