My Friend Spoke With Insinuating Tongue: "Drink Wine, And Thy Flesh Shall Be Made Whole. Look How It Hisses In The Leathern Bottle Like A Captured Serpent." Oh Fool! Can The Sun Be Forged Into A Cask Stopped With Earthly Bungs. I Know Not That The Power Of Wine Has Ever Overmastered My Sorrows; For These Mighty Giants I Have Found As Yet No Resting-Place. Solomon Ben Judah Gabirol (Died Between 1070-80.)