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Thomas Moore - Quick! We Have But a Second
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Quick! we have but a second, 
   Fill round the cup while you may; 
For time, the churl, hath beckon`d, 
   And we must away, away! 
Grasp the pleasure that`s flying, 
   For oh, not Orpheus` strain 
Could keep sweet hours from dying, 
   Or charm them to life again. 
Then, quick! we have but a second, 
   Fill round the cup while you may! 
For Time, the churl hath beckon`d, 
   And we must away, away. 

See the glass, how it flushes, 
   Like some young Hebe`s lip, 
And half meets thine, and blushes 
   That thou shouldst delay to sip. 
Shame, oh shame unto thee, 
   If ever thou see`st that day, 
When a cup or lip shall woo thee, 
   And turn untouch`d away! 
Then, quick! we have but a second, 
   Fill round, fill round while you may, 
For Time, the churl, hath beckon`d, 
   And we must away, away!
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