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ODE XXV. WINE BANISHES CARES.
When gay Bacchus chears my Breast,
All my Cares are lull'd to Rest:
Griefs that weep, and Toils that teaze,
What have I to do with these?
No Solicitudes can save
Mortals from the gloomy Grave.
Shall I thus myself deceive?
Shall I languish? Shall I grieve?
Let us quaff the generous Juice;
Bacchus gave it for our Use.
All my Cares are lull'd to Rest:
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What have I to do with these?
No Solicitudes can save
Mortals from the gloomy Grave.
Shall I thus myself deceive?
Shall I languish? Shall I grieve?
Let us quaff the generous Juice;
Bacchus gave it for our Use.
For when Wine transports the Breast,
All our Cares are lull'd to Rest.
All our Cares are lull'd to Rest.
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