Drink is the feast of reason and the flow of soul.
Wine lets no lover unrewarded go.
To happy convents, bosomed deep in vines, Where slumber abbots, purple as their wines.
Wine works the heart up, wakes the wit, There is no cure 'gainst age but it
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