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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
"FILL UP THE BOWL, UPON MY SOUL", by ANONYMOUS
Last Line: "till you have have drowned regret, sir"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking
Last Line: "till you have have drowned regret, sir"
Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking
Fill up the bowl, upon my soul,
Your troubles you'll forget, sir,
If it takes more, fill twenty score,
Till you have drowned regret, sir.
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