Outdid the meat, outdid the frolic wine.
Give, if thou can, an alms; if not, a sweet and gentle word.
Who with a little cannot be content, endures an everlasting punishment.
In prayer the lips ne'er act the winning part, Without the sweet concurrence of the heart.
Humble we must be, if to heaven we go; High is the roof there, but the gate is low.
O thou, the drink of gods and angels! Wine