They vow to amend their lives, and yet they don't; Because if drown'd, they can't — if spared, they won't. - Lord Byron

I had a dream, which was not all a dream.
The bright sun was extinguish’d, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space,
Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air;
Morn came and went — and came, and brought no day,

And fourthly, what need hardly be said twice,
That good but rarely came from good advice.

Let us have wine and women, mirth and laughter,
Sermons and soda-water the day after.