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[And therefore leave your twittle twattle]
And therefore leave your twittle twattle,Praise the Iack, praise no more the Leathern Bottle;
For the man at the bottle may drink till he burst,
And yet not handsomely quench his thirst:
The master hereat maketh great moan,
And doubts his bottle has a spice of the stone;
But if it had been a generous Iack,
He might have had currently what he did lack:
And I wish his soul in Paradise,
That first found out that happy device.
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