When I Was Seventeen I Drank Some

Yea, And If Some God Shall Wreck Me In The Wine-dark Deep, Even So I Will Endure… For Already Have I Suffered Full Much, And Much Have I Toiled In Perils Of Waves And War. Let This Be Added To The Tale Of Those.

Oh, Look At Me! I'm Making People Happy! I'm The Magical Man From Happy-land, In A Gumdrop House On Lollipop Lane! Oh, By The Way, I Was Being Sarcastic.

We Mortals Hear Only The News, And Know Nothing At All.

Who Love Too Much, Hate In The Like Extreme.

I Am A Part Of All That I Have Met. Yet, Experience Is An Arch Wherethro Gleams That Untravl'd World Whose Margin Fades Forever And Forever When I Move.