You must know that sometimes old
women like a glass of wine. One of
this sort once found a Wine-jar
lying in the road, and eagerly went
up to it hoping to find it full.
But when she took it up she found
that all the wine had been drunk out
Still she took a long sniff at the
mouth of the Jar.
"Ah," she cried: "What
memories cling 'round the
instruments of our pleasure".
Moral of Aesop's Fable:Memories cling round the instruments
of our pleasure.