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Claret, true Lethe of all sorrows!
Marchande of sunshines and to-morrows;
Gay doctor of all human evils—
Soft exorciser of blue devils;
Light porter of Life's heaviest loads;
Nurse of a hundred thousand odes;
Fiddle, that makes even dandies dance—
First, best embassador of France;
With more than diplomatic art,
Fixing her interests in the heart;
Lamp, that at midnight brightest glows—
Cosmetic, that tints all with rose;
Mistress, that never jilts our flame—
Beauty, for fifty years the same,
Cheerful without, as with a carriage—
Nay, even bewitching after marriage;
Brush, that Life's spatters out do'st rub—
Long live Queen Regent of the Club.
Marchande of sunshines and to-morrows;
Gay doctor of all human evils—
Soft exorciser of blue devils;
Light porter of Life's heaviest loads;
Nurse of a hundred thousand odes;
Fiddle, that makes even dandies dance—
First, best embassador of France;
With more than diplomatic art,
Fixing her interests in the heart;
Lamp, that at midnight brightest glows—
Cosmetic, that tints all with rose;
Mistress, that never jilts our flame—
Beauty, for fifty years the same,
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Nay, even bewitching after marriage;
Brush, that Life's spatters out do'st rub—
Long live Queen Regent of the Club.
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