We were eager to have done and trusted to luck.

The earth with yellow pears And overgrown with roses wild Upon the pond is bent, And swans divine, With kisses drunk You drop your heads In the sublimely sober…

Now we were standing close to the summit's rim, gazing out into the endless East.

You seek life, and a godly fire Gushes and gleams for you out of the earth, As, with shuddering long, you Hurl yourself down to the flames of the Etna. So by a…

We must push forward now, otherwise we risk everything. Hurry yourself with the technical aspects, a lot of time has already been lost.

Put your money where your mouth is Then we can get something going In order to win you must be prepared to lose sometime And leave one or two cards showing.

I couldn't do them if I didn't know horses lived behind them.