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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Georgian Verse.  1909.
The Deserter’s Meditation
By John Philpot Curran (1750–1817)
IF sadly thinking, with spirits sinking,
  Could more than drinking my cares compose,
A cure for sorrow from sighs I’d borrow,
  And hope to-morrow would end my woes.
But as in wailing there’s nought availing,        5
  And Death unfailing will strike the blow,
Then for that reason, and for a season,
  Let us be merry before we go.
To joy a stranger, a way-worn ranger,
  In every danger my course I’ve run;        10
Now hope all ending, and death befriending
  His last aid lending, my cares are done.
No more a rover, or hapless lover,
  My griefs are over—my glass runs low;
Then for that reason, and for a season,        15
  Let us be merry before we go.

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