Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
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Inebriate of air am I,
And debauchee of dew,
Reeling, through endless summer days,
From inns of molten blue.

When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.

When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading.

When I got up to the Peacock--where I found everybody drinking
hot punch in self-preservation.

When I got up to the Peacock--where I found everybody drinking
hot punch in self-preservation.

How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall
At the clink of the ice in the read more

How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall
At the clink of the ice in the pitcher the boy brings up the
hall.

When the liquor's out, why clink the cannikin?

When the liquor's out, why clink the cannikin?

Of course one should not drink much, but often.

Of course one should not drink much, but often.

It's a long time between drinks.

It's a long time between drinks.

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon read more

"Wery good power o' suction, Sammy," said Mr. Weller the
elder. . . . "You'd ha' made an uncommon fine oyster, Sammy, if
you'd been born in that station o' life."

Here
With my beer
I sit,
While golden moments flit:
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Here
With my beer
I sit,
While golden moments flit:
Alas!
They pass
Unheeded by:
And as they fly,
I,
Being dry,
Sit, idly sipping here
My beer.