Robert Herrick (Роберт Геррик (Херрик))

A Hymn to Bacchus

Bacchus, let me drink no more!
Wild are seas that want a shore!
When our drinking has no stint,
There is no one pleasure in't.
I have drank up for to please
Thee, that great cup, Hercules.
Urge no more; and there shall be
Daffadils giv'n up to thee. 

1. The Succession of the Four Sweet Months
2. Upon the Detracter
3. Love, What It Is
4. Casualties
5. Four Things Make Us Happy Here

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