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I. Now with the marriage of the lip and beaker / Let Joy be born! and in the rosy shine, / The slanting starlight of the lifted liquor, / Let Care, the hag, be drowned! No more repine / At all life's ills! Come, bury them in wine! / Room for great guests! Yea, let us usher in / Philosophies of old Anacreon / And Omar, that, from dawn to glorious dawn, / Shall lesson us in love and song and sin.
II. Some lives need less than others. -- Who can ever / Say truly "Thou art mine," of Happiness? / Death comes to all. And one, to-day, is never / Sure of to-morrow, that may ban or bless; / And what's beyond is but a shadowy guess. / "All, all is vanity," the preacher sighs; / And in this world what has more right than Wrong? / Come! let us hush remembrance with a song, / And learn with folly to be glad and wise.