Come ! arise ! that I amy strike the harp with my fingers
I drink wine again, & strike the harp with my fingers
When I drink wine I drink it in a tavern
And this cup of reputation of yours we strike upon a stone.


P 604

Arise and come, so hand upon lute smite we;
Let's tipple and good on evil repute smite we:
What season we drink, in the tavern let's drink and the .flask
Of name and of shame on the stones underfoot smite we.

Th 739

Arise, come sweep the hand o'er the lute's frame!
Again let 's drink wine and strike name on shame;
When wine we quaff in taverns let us drink,
And on stones smite the glass of shame and fame!

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