The sweet perfume of the rose is worth the wound of the thorn
If you drink wine it compensates you for the after effects
I would that a thousand souls might be refreshed by it
Be just ! for it is as good as a respite


P 240

The scent of the rose a thorn-prick, ywis, is worth;
And wine if thou drink, a headache such bliss is worth:
A rainfall in Spring, that quickens a thousand hearts,
Nay, give it its due; the awaiting it this is worth.

Th 679

The rose' sweet scent a thorn-prick's worth, 'tis true;
If wine you drink, a headache 'tis worth, too.
The loved one who delights a thousand souls,
Is worth awaiting, give her but her due.

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