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BEAUTY AND WINE.
One day at her toilet as Venus began
To prepare for her face-making duty,
Bacchus stood at her elbow, and swore that her plan
Wou'd not help it, but hinder her beauty.
To prepare for her face-making duty,
Bacchus stood at her elbow, and swore that her plan
Wou'd not help it, but hinder her beauty.
A bottle young Semele held up to view,
And begg'd she'd observe his directions—
This burgundy, dear Cytharea, will do,
'Tis a rouge that refines all complexions.
And begg'd she'd observe his directions—
This burgundy, dear Cytharea, will do,
'Tis a rouge that refines all complexions.
Too polite to refuse him, the bumper she sips,
On his knees, the buck begg'd she'd encore;
The joy-giving goddess, with wine-moisten'd lips,
Declar'd she wou'd hob nob once more.
On his knees, the buck begg'd she'd encore;
The joy-giving goddess, with wine-moisten'd lips,
Declar'd she wou'd hob nob once more.
Out of window each wash, paste, and powder, she hurl'd,
And the god of the grape vow'd to join;
Shook hands, sign'd and seal'd, then bid Fame tell the world,
The union of Beauty and Wine.
And the god of the grape vow'd to join;
Shook hands, sign'd and seal'd, then bid Fame tell the world,
The union of Beauty and Wine.
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