By Venus and Cupid and all the dear old heathen deities
Who are so remarkably convinient myths to take one's oath upon
I hope you will not compel me to consider you a fool
Beauvais! What an idea that is of yours - 'medicinal green!'
Think of melted emeralds instead
There beside you, you have the most marvelous cordial in all the world -
Drink, and you will find your sorrows transmuted - yourself transformed!
Even if no better result be obtained than escaping the chill you have incurred in this
Night's heavy drenching, that is surely enough!
Who are so remarkably convinient myths to take one's oath upon
I hope you will not compel me to consider you a fool
Beauvais! What an idea that is of yours - 'medicinal green!'
Think of melted emeralds instead
There beside you, you have the most marvelous cordial in all the world -
Drink, and you will find your sorrows transmuted - yourself transformed!
Even if no better result be obtained than escaping the chill you have incurred in this
Night's heavy drenching, that is surely enough!
Life without Absinthe! I can not imagine it!
For me it would be impossible!
I should hang, drown or shoot myself into infinitude,
Out of sheer rage at the continued cruelty and injustice of the world -
But with this divine nectar of Olympus I can defy misfortune and laugh at poverty
As though they were the merest bagatels
Come! - to your health, mon brave! Drink with me!
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