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THE QUATRAINS OF

165.

Needs must the tavern-haunter bathe in wine,
Por none can make a tarnished name to shine;
    Go! bring me wine, for none can now restore
Its pristine sheen to this soiled veil of mine.


166.

I wasted life in hope, yet gathered not
In all my life of happiness one jot;
    Now my fear is that life may not endure,
Till I have taken vengeance on my lot!


167.

Be very wary in the soul's domain,
And on the world's affairs your lips refrain;
    Be, as it were, sans tongue, sans ear, sans eye,
While tongue, and ears, and eyes you still retain.


165.   C. L. N. A. B. I.   In line 3 scan mastúrĭyĭ dissolving the letter of prolongation .