Imagine Rousseau,Voltaire, Holbach, Lessing, Heine, and Hegel united in one personI say united, not lumped togetherand you have Dr Marx.
Here’s to the dayThat wondrous May,A-roaming through the heather,When her little shoesAnd my big bootsWere out on the hills together.And here’s to the nightOf our delight,That held the stars in tether,When her little shoesAnd my big bootsWere under the bed together.bliss carman
Under an oak, in stormy weather,I joined this rogue and whore together;And none but he who rules the thunderCan put this rogue and whore asunder.jonathan swift
A man lives well and happily until he begins to feel unwell. Then he feels worse because the climate allows him no chance of pulling himself togetherand then he dies.