Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend,
Tho' we know too well that Dust prevail;
Dust into Dust, and under Dust, to lie,
Sans Wine, sans Song, sans Singer and--sans Email!
          --Homer Caimen, The Ruby Yacht and the Emerald City,
            strophe 165, (Beg Dad: Tumor, Calor, Rubor and Dolor
            Publishing, 1312 CE.)