Poetic Interlude XCIII

Women, Wine, and Snuff

By John Keats

Give me women, wine and snuff

Until I cry out ��hold, enough!��

You may do so sans objection

Till the day of resurrection;

For bless my beard they aye shall be

My beloved Trinity.

 

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