There came one morning a cry from our tavern
“Ho ! profligate of our mad tavern,
“Come ! that we may fill the measure with wine
Ere they fill up our measure (of life)”


F4 3

And, as the Cock crew, those who stood before
The Tavern shouted--"Open then the Door!
"You know how little while we have to stay,
"And, once departed, may return no more."

HA 2

There came one morning a cry from our tavern:
"Ho! our crazy, tavern-haunting profligate
"Arise! that we may fill the measure with wine,
"Ere they fill up our measure (of life)."

Nic 1

Un matin, j'entendis venir de notre taverne une voix qui disait: A moi, joyeux buveurs, jeunes fous! levez-vous, et venez remplir encore une coupe de vin, avant que le destin vienne remplir celle de notre existence.

P 1

There came from out our winehouse a call at break of day:
"Ho, topers! Tavem-haunters! Ho, madcaps!" it did say;
"Up, up, that we the measure with wine may fill, ere THEY
(The Fates, to wit) our measure fill up and cast away!"

Th 38

From wine-house haunt came voice ere rise of sun,
“Ho! Tavern lounger! Mad, besotted one!
Up! That the measure we may fill with wine,'
"Or e'er for us the measure Fate o'errun!"

Wh 1

At dawn a cry through all the tavern shrilled,
"Arise my brethren of the revellers' guild,
That I may fill our measures full of wine,
Or e'er the measure of our days be filled."