Gaiety of Wine
I know the deeds of Gyges, the King of Sardis; do not tell me of the envy and jealousy of the great.
Tell me to make my hair silky with perfume, tell me to circle my head with roses. Sing to me of today — who knows what tomorrow will be?
Be gay then, drink and love, make offering to Lyaeus — lest death should come and say: " Thou shalt not be drunken. "
Tell me to make my hair silky with perfume, tell me to circle my head with roses. Sing to me of today — who knows what tomorrow will be?
Be gay then, drink and love, make offering to Lyaeus — lest death should come and say: " Thou shalt not be drunken. "
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