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A stone jug and a pewter mug, / And a table set for three! / A jug and a mug at every place, / And a biscuit or two with Brie! / Three stone jugs of Cruiskeen Lawn, / And a cheese like crusted foam! / The Kavanagh receives to-night! / McMurrough is at home!
We three and the barley-bree! / And a health to the one away, / Who drifts down careless Italy, / God's wanderer and estray! / For friends are more than Arno's store / Of garnered charm, and he / Were blither with us here the night / Than Titian bids him be.