Tell that to the marines - the sailors won't believe it.
If you once turn on your side after the hour at which you ought to rise, it is all over. Bolt up at once.
My hope, my heaven, my trust must be, My gentle guide, in following thee.
Time rolls his ceaseless course.
Love rules the court, the camp, the grove, And men below, and saints above: For love is heaven, and heaven is love.
Of all vices, drinking is the most incompatible with greatness.