How tedious is a guilty conscience!
See, a good habit makes a child a man, Whereas a bad one makes a man a beast.
Whether we fall by ambition, blood, or lust, like diamonds we are cut with our own dust.
When we prohibit others from being different, we end up forfeiting our own right to Liberty.
All the damnable degrees Of drinking have you staggered through.
In all our quest of greatness, like wanton boys, whose pastime is their care, we follow after bubbles, blown in the air.