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Rh If not, leave all to justice:

Give me some drink, o'erpower'd

With but to name this goddess,

I feel myself a coward.

They much who study ever

Have thousand plagues annoy them;

Which in their best endeavour

Their peace and joy destroy them:

And then what do they gather?

A thousand doubts upspringing,

Which other puzzlings farther

Them other doubts are bringing.

And so through life they haste on,

One enviable truly!

Disputes and hates to waste on,

And ne'er agreeing throughly.

My shepherd girl! but bring me

Then wine abundant very,

And fear not songs I'll sing thee,

As endlessly and merry.