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Be always drunken. Nothing else matters: that is the only / question. If you would not feel the horrible burden of Time / weighing on your shoulders and crushing you to the earth, be / drunken continually.
Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as / you will. But be drunken.
And it sometimes, on the stairs of a palace, or on the green / side of a ditch, or in the dreary solitude of your own room, / you should awaken and the drunkenness be half or wholly slipped / away from you, ask of the wind, or of the wave, or of the star, / or of the bird, or of the clock, of whatever flies, or sighs, / or rocks, or sings, or speaks, ask what hour it is; and the / wind, wave, star, bird, clock, will answer you: "It is the hour / to be drunken! Be drunken, if you would not be martyred slaves / of Time; be drunken continually! With wine, with poetry, or / with virtue, as you will. "