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When thirsty grief in wine we steep, / / When healths and draughts go free, / / Fishes that tipple in the deep / / Know no such liberty. / / LOVELACE.
"A blessing and a salutation, reverend sir! and may the sun, moon, and stars be sanctified unto you!"