Wastrel Hours

Extra Spirituality

He greatly craved the beer, the wine,

the wastrel hours, wasted fine.

Many a glass he raised on high;

many a drunken flight he'd fly.

But waking was as Housman said:

"The spirits of the night are dead."

He never said quite that, I grant,

but he'd not dis it on a rant.

That's my wisdom, and that's my ken;

I know that you'll be back again.

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