By the gaily circling glass/By the Gaily Circling Glass

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By the gaily circling glass
By the Gaily Circling Glass
3231659By the gaily circling glass — By the Gaily Circling Glass



BY THE GAILY CIRCLING GLASS

By the gaily circling glass,
We can see how minutes pass,
By the hollow flask we’re told,
How the waning night grows old.
Soon, too soon, the busy day
Drives us from our sport away;
What have we with day to do?
Sons of care, ’twas made for you.

By the silence of the owl,
By the chirping of the thorn,
By the butts that empty roll,
We foretell th’approach of morn.
Fill, then fill the vacant glass,
Let no precious moment slip;
Flout the moralizing ass;
Joys find entrance at the lip.


This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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