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TO BACCHUS by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES

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First Line: I'M NONE OF THOSE -- OH BACCHUS, BLUSH!
Last Line: AND I'M WELL FED.
Subject(s): BACCHUS; MYTHOLOGY - CLASSICAL;
I'M none of those -- Oh Bacchus, blush!
That eat sour pickles with their beer,
To keep their brains and bellies cold;
Ashamed to let one laughing tear
Escape their hold.

For only just to smell your hops
Can make me fat and laugh all day,
With appetite for bread and meat:
I'll not despise bruised apples, they
Make cider sweet.

'Tis true I only eat to live,
But how I live to drink is clear;
A little isle of meat and bread,
In one vast sea of foaming beer,
And I'm well fed.



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