Wednesday, 11 August 2010

My getting drunk tonight I thus excuse



"Thy babe, unweaned, did it die today?!"
No. Nor its Memory's milk will dry for aye
For, if the Saqi drinks, she draws ireful abuse
My drunken tonight, in advance, excuse.



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