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[Who in labours maketh strong]
Who in labours maketh strong,
In love who maketh fearless, young,
Who makes us nobly dance, when wine
Is pour'd, a purple flood divine,
Walks that God upon the earth,
Who had of Jove his happy birth,
Bearing a cup to soothe the mind,
A gentle solace to mankind,
And keeping with especial care
In leaves the Vine's ripe offspring fair,
That nought the holy gift escape,
The clustering, and big-bellied grape.
In love who maketh fearless, young,
Who makes us nobly dance, when wine
Is pour'd, a purple flood divine,
Walks that God upon the earth,
Who had of Jove his happy birth,
Bearing a cup to soothe the mind,
A gentle solace to mankind,
And keeping with especial care
In leaves the Vine's ripe offspring fair,
That nought the holy gift escape,
The clustering, and big-bellied grape.
That, when they cut the weighty fruit,
That would for Bacchus' table suit,
All may in gentle health remain,
And have a body, pure of stain,
And have a mind, content and sweet,
The coming fruitful year to meet,
And Bacchus with great thanks to greet.
That would for Bacchus' table suit,
All may in gentle health remain,
And have a body, pure of stain,
And have a mind, content and sweet,
The coming fruitful year to meet,
And Bacchus with great thanks to greet.
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