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Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink / For fellows whom it hurts to think.
Tis late to hearken, late to smile/But better late than never/ I shall have lived a little while/Before I die forever.
The stars have not dealt me the worst they could do/My pleasures are plenty, my troubles are two/ But oh my two troubles they reave me of rest/ The brains in my head the the heart ...
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