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Endure this world without my wine I cannot! Drag on life's load without my cups I cannot! I am the slave of that sweet moment, when They say, "Take one more goblet," and I cannot!

You, who both day and night the world pursue, And thoughts of that dread day of doom eschew, Bethink you of your latter end; be sure As time has treated others, so 'twill you!

O man, who art creation's summary. Getting and spending too much trouble thee! Arise, and quaff the Etern Cupbearer's wine, And so from troubles of both worlds be free!