Close to the Gates a spacious Garden lies, From the Storms defended and inclement Skies; Four Acres was the allotted Space of Ground, Fenc'd with a green Enclosure all around. Tall thriving Trees confessed the fruitful Mold: The reddening Apple ripens here to Gold, Here the blue Fig with luscious Juice overflows, With deeper Red the full Pomegranate glows, The Branch here bends beneath the weighty Pear, And verdant Olives flourish round the Year.

Everyone knows rock n' roll attained perfection in 1974. It's a scientific fact.

Short is my date, but deathless my renown.

I would rather be tied to the soil as a serf... than be king of all these dead and destroyed.

Come then, put away your sword in its sheath, and let us two go up into my bed so that, lying together in the bed of love, we may then have faith and trust in each other.

Men grow tired of sleep, love, singing and dancing sooner than of war.

From his tongue flowed speech sweeter than honey.