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HE wise man drinketh well, I wis, In late or early walking, The old wine in his cellar is, The new wit in his talking; For if you us of one deprive, The other hardly will survive, They stand or fall together.

The deeper down we dip in wine, The more our spirits raise us, When wisdom's beard can drip in wine, Then all the world surveys us: