Fill the bowl with rosy wine,
Around our temples roses twine;
And let us cheerfully awhile
Like the wine and roses smile.
Growned with roses we contemn
Gyges' wealthy diadem.
"Today is ours. What do we fear!
"Today is ours. We have it here!
Let's treat it kindly, that it may
Wish, at least, with us to stay.
Banish business, banish sorrow.
To the gods belongs tomorrow.
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