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A SONG SUITABLE FOR THE SEASON, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Bacchus, burnisher of souls
Last Line: And thinking of tomorrow.
Alternate Author Name(s): Old Simon; S.
Subject(s): Alcoholism & Alcoholics


BACCHUS, burnisher of souls,
Accept a large libation;
Let generous bumpers, flowing bowls
Perfect us in potation.

Drain the glass, the goblet drain,
Drown awhile each sorrow;
Tonight begone all care and pain
And thinking of tomorrow.

Venus, frown not, while we pour
Our wine in copious measure,
Each crimson drop to thee is more
Than Mexic's miny treasure.
Drain the glass &c.

The monk, who mopes in cloister'd cell,
May write, and rave, and bellow;
At night, with rosy, romping Nell,
He's quite another fellow.
Drain the glass &c.

The sparkling thought, the joke, the glee,
Shall all our features lighten;
So for my song, the burden be,
Let's brighten, lads, let's brighten!

Drain the glass, the goblet drain,
Drown awhile each sorrow;
Tonight begone all care and pain
And thinking of tomorrow.





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