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 Art thou aweary, friend, in all thy bones?

Drink wine, red wine, and so forget thy groans;

Wine is unlawful, sayst thou? then say I—

Who loves not wine had best, I think, eat stones.

Think not that I have never tried your way

To heaven, you who pray and fast and pray :

Once I denied myself both love and wine—

Yea, wine and love—for a whole summer day.

I cannot help it—were it in my power,

I would forsake my sins this very hour,

Forsake the Rose, and bid the Vine good-bye,

Kiss my last kiss—if it were in my power.

O good old friends, what is it I have said?

It was the wine that got into my head—

Forgive me, O forgive, I meant it not,

I shall forsake you only when I'm dead.