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Norton F. W. Hazeldine translation
[31]This life is the vine on which the grape doth grow, and fresh from its press the wine of life doth flow. And there on the waste heap of sorrow lies the pulp of wantonness, from which the fool a strong and hurtful beverage brews, that works destruction unto all who of it drink! They who are clean need no stimulants, except that one contained within the vintage of life's experience. All other wines are rods of pain in which remorse is found in many garments dressed. Beware! beware!! Many men do question thus, Why was it put here if a curse? The swine the question here might put, Why must he eat what's on him thrust? Present no more such reasoning pray for the answer is here given. None but the fool the wine of earth doth quaff, none but the wise the wine of life do draw.