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��65. A MOUNTAIN REVELRY
��To wash and rinse our souls of their age-old sorrows, ^>^ We drained a hundred jugs of wine. A splendid night it was. . . . /£*. In the clear moonlight we were loath to go to bed, Ht But at l ast drunkenness overtook us; ^ And we laid ourselves down on the empty mountain, ^ The earth for pillow, and the great heaven for coverlet.
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