Bacchus ever fair and young, Drinking joys did first ordain. Bachus's blessings are a treasure, Drinking is the soldier's pleasure, Rich the treasure, Sweet the pleasure- Sweet is pleasure after pain.

The people's prayer, the glad diviner's theme, The young men's vision, and the old men's dream!

For all have not the gift of martyrdom.

When I consider life, it is all a cheat. Yet fooled with hope, people favor this deceit.

Drinking is the soldier's pleasure.

For all the happiness mankind can gain Is not in pleasure, but in rest from pain.

He wants worth who dares not praise a foe.