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Robert Herrick - An Ode To Sir Clipsby CrewRobert Herrick - An Ode To Sir Clipsby Crew
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Here we securely live, and eat The cream of meat; And keep eternal fires, By which we sit, and do divine, As wine And rage inspires. If full, we charm; then call upon Anacreon To grace the frantic Thyrse: And having drunk, we raise a shout Throughout, To praise his verse. Then cause we Horace to be read, Which sung or said, A goblet, to the brim, Of lyric wine, both swell`d and crown`d, Around We quaff to him. Thus, thus we live, and spend the hours In wine and flowers; And make the frolic year, The month, the week, the instant day To stay The longer here. —Come then, brave Knight, and see the cell Wherein I dwell; And my enchantments too; Which love and noble freedom is:— And this Shall fetter you. Take horse, and come; or be so kind To send your mind, Though but in numbers few:— And I shall think I have the heart Or part Of Clipsby Crew.
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