Wine brings to light the hidden secrets of the soul, gives being to our hopes, bids the coward flight, drives dull care away, and teaches new means for the accomplishment of our wishes.
Oh! thou who are greatly mad, deign to spare me who am less mad.
Years, following years, steal something every day; At last they steal us from ourselves away.
Sapere aude. Dare to be wise.
Take heed lest you stumble.
Leuconoe, close the book of fate, For troubles are in store, . . . . Live today, tomorrow is not.