Or merry swains, who quaff the nut-brown ale, and sing enamoured of the nut-brown maid.
Or merry swains, who quaff the nut-brown ale, and sing enamoured of the nut-brown maid.
We quaff the cup of life with eager haste without draining it, instead of which it only overflows the brim --objects press around us, filling the mind with their magnitude and with the throng of desires that wait upon them. . .
So when that Angel of the darker Drink At last shall find you by the river-brink, And, offering his Cup, invite your Soul Forth to your Lips to to quaff - you shall not shrink.
They eat, they drink, and in communion sweet Quaff immortality and joy.
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