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English
1708
XLII. And lately, by the Tavern Door agape, Came stealing through the Dusk an Angel Shape, Bearing a vessel on his Shoulder; and He bid me taste of it; and 'twas  the Grape! XLIII. The Grape that can with Logic absolute The Two and Seventy jarring Sects confute: The subtle Alchemist that in a Trice Life's leaden Metal into Gold transmute. AND LATELY BY THE TAVERN DOOR A GAPE CAME STEALING THROUGH THE DUSK AN ANGEL SHAPE BEARING A VESSEL ON HIS SHOULDER AND HE DID ME TASTE OF IT AND TWAS THE GRAPE THE GRAPE THAT CAN WITH LOGIC ABSOLUTE THE TWO AND SEVENTY JARRING SECTS CONFUTE THE SUBTLE ALCHEMIST THAT IN A TRICE LIFE'S LEADEN METAL INTO GOLD TRANSMUTE
usk of Day, I watch'd the Potter thumping his wet Clay: And with its all obliterated Tongue It murmur'd--"Gently, Brother, gently, pray!" XXXVII. Ah, fill the Cup:--what boots it to repeat How Time is slipping underneath our Feet: Unborn TO-MORROW and dead YESTERDAY, Why fret about them if TO-DAY be sweet! XXXVIII. One Moment in Annihilation's Waste, One moment, of the Well of Life to taste-- The Stars are setting, and the Caravan Starts for the dawn of Nothing--Oh, make haste! XXXIX. How long, how long, in infinite Pursuit Of This and That endeavour and dispute? Better be merry with the fruitful Grape Than sadden after none, or bitter, Fruit. XL. You know, my Friends, how long since in my House For a new Marriage I did make Carouse: Divorced old barren Reason from my Bed, And took the Daughter of the Vine to Spouse. XLI. For "IS" and "IS-NOT" though with Rule and Line, And, "UP-AND-DOWN" without, I could define, I yet in all I only cared to know, Was never deep in anything but--Wine.  IP I KISS'D HOW MANY KISSES MIGHT IT TAKE AND GIVE FOR IN THE MARKET PLACE ONE DUSK OF DAY I WATCHED THE POTTER THUMPING HIS WET CLAY AND WITH ITS ALL OBLITERATED TONGUE IT MURMURED GENTLY BROTHER GENTLY PRAY AH FILL THE CUP WHAT BROODS IT TO REPEAT HOW TIME IS SLIPPING UNDERNEATH OUR FEET UNBORN TO MORROW AND DEAD YESTERDAY WHY FRET ABOUT THEM IF TO DAY BE SWEET ONE MOMENT AN ANNIHILATION'S WASTE ONE MOMENT OF THE WELL OF LIFE TO TASTE THE STARS ARE SETTING AND THE CARAVAN STARTS FOR THE DAWWN OF NOTHING OH MAKE HASTE HOW LONG HOW LONG AN INFINITE PURSUIT OF THIS AND THAT ENDEAVOUR IN DISPUTE BETTER BE MERRY WITH THE FRUITFUL GRAPE THAN SADDIN AFTER NONE OR BITTER FRUIT YOU KNOW MY FRIENDS HOW LONG SINCE IN MY HOUSE FOR A NEW MARRIAGE I DID MAKE CAROUSE DIVORCED OLD BARREN REASON FROM MY BED AND TOOK THE DAUGHTER OF THE VINE TO SPOUSE FOR IS AND IS NOT THOUGH WITH RULE AND LINE AND UP AND DOWN WITHOUT I COULD DEFINE I YET IN ALL I ONLY CARED TO KNOW WAS NEVER DEEP IN ANYTHING BUT WINE
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