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|    Will Dockery to All    |
|    Re: Our friend William Henry Davies aske    |
|    23 Dec 25 15:46:43    |
      From: user3274@newsgrouper.org.invalid              nancygene.andjayme@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (NancyGene) posted:       >       > > Christmas       > > by W.H. Davies       > >       > > Christmas has come, let's eat and drink"       > > This is no time to sit and think;       > > Farewell to study, books and pen,       > > And welcome to all kinds of men.       > > Let all men now get rid of care,       > > And what one has let others share;       > > Then 'tis the same, no matter which       > > Of us is poor, or which is rich.       > > Let each man have enough this day,       > > Since those that can are glad to pay;       > > There's nothing now too rich or good       > > For poor men, not the King's own food.       > > Now like a singing bird my feet       > > Touch earth, and I must drink and eat.       > > Welcome to all men: I'll not care       > > What any of my fellows wear;       > > We'll not let cloth divide our souls,       > > They'll swim stark naked in the bowls.       > > Welcome, poor beggar: I'll not see       > > That hand of yours dislodge a flea,"       > > While you sit at my side and beg,       > > Or right foot scratching your left leg.       > > Farewell restraint: we will not now       > > Measure the ale our brains allow,       > > But drink as much as we can hold.       > > We'll count no change when we spend gold;       > > This is no time to save, but spend,       > > To give for nothing, not to lend.       > > Let foes make friends: let them forget       > > The mischief-making dead that fret       > > The living with complaint like this"       > > "He wronged us once, hate him and his."       > > Christmas has come; let every man       > > Eat, drink, be merry all he can.       > > Ale's my best mark, but if port wine       > > Or whisky's yours"let it be mine;       > > No matter what lies in the bowls,       > > We'll make it rich with our own souls.       > > Farewell to study, books and pen,       > > And welcome to all kinds of men.       >       > -------       >       > Posted several hours before              Posted here on the newsgroup or on his blog?              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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