Ah, Beer, My One Weakness. My Achille's

The Force Of Union Conquers All.

There Is No Greater Fame For A Man Than That Which He Wins With His Footwork Or The Skill Of His Hands.

Forget The Brother And Resume The Man.

Base Wealth Preferring To Eternal Praise.

...if Fifty Bands Of Men Surrounded Us/ And Every Sword Sang For Your Blood,/ You Could Make Off Still With Their Cows And Sheep.