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If thou wilt keep my head well filled with wine,
I care not if the whole round world be thine;
O fading kingdoms and forgotten kings,
I know a better kingdom—drink red wine.
Within the tavern each man is a king,
Wine is the slave that brings him—anything;
O friend, be wise in time and join our band,
Drink and forget, and laugh and dance and sing.
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